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ALMIGHTY  GOD. 


BY    S.    J.    HOL  BROOK 


Clothed  in  love  with  power  supreme, 
The  mighty  Saviour  dii  appear; 

Salvation  was  hi?  only  theme, 

His  great  and  glorious  mission  here. 

That  love  that  moved  the  Father's  breast 
To  send  the  mighty   Saviour  down, 

That  love  so  pure  his    Son  possessed, 
He  wrought  for  man  a  richer  crown. 


NORTH    WRENTHAM: 
IS  5  4. 


PREFACE. 

The  Author  of  this  little  work,  before  introduc- 
ing it  to  the  public,  would  like  to  make  a  few  re- 
marks by  way  of  apology,  as  he  does  not  pretend 
to  be  a  book-maker  or  a  poet ;  but  being  in  feeble 
health,  unable  to  labor,  has  given  him  time  for 
thought  and  reflection ;  he  has  therefore  composed 
this  little  book.  He  would  further  remark,  through 
the  whole  of  it  he  has  tried  to  let  party  spirit  or 
sectarianism  entirely  alone — to  judge  not  lest  he  be 
judged.  Leave  that  to  God,  who  searches  the  heart 
and  trieth  the  reins. 


Four  things,  oh  God,  pray  let  me  learn. 
Before  my  lamp  shall  cease  to  burn  ; 

Thy  Love,  thy  Mercy  and  thy  Grace, 
The  Tath  to  Heaven,  thy  dwelling  place. 

And  thu9  while  in  thi=  lonely  vale, 
While  life  and  strength  begin  to  fail, 

Yet  while  this  throbbing  heart  shall  beat, 
Prepare,  my  soui,  My  Go  i  to  meet. 


CONTENTS 


HYMNS. 
A 

Hymn. 

A  man  of  sin  was  heard  to  say, 16 

Am  I  a  mortal  doomed  to  die, 27 

August  and  awful  is  Thy  bar, 46 

Amazed  I  stood  and  did  not  know, o7 

All  wise  and  holy,  righteous  God, 71 

All  flesh,  like  grass,  must  fade  and  die. 70 

A  decree  once  was  passed  to  tax  all  the  world,  123 

Awake,  my  soul,  come  forth  and  sing, 138 

A  precious  hope  through  Christ  is  given, 190 

Am  I  a  pilgrim  here  below, 19  7 

A  glorious  way-mark  Christ  has  given, 199 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  Cross, 200 


B 

Baptism,  oh  that  sacred  rite, 222 

Behold,  our  loving  Saviour  bled, 13 

Burthened  with  sin  and  slavish  fear, 2S 

Behold,  how  Christ,  our  Saviour  bled, 4  7 

Burthened  with  sin  to  Thee  I  Come, 63 


Hymn. 

Behold,  where  God,  our  Maker  reigns, 6-i 

Be  firm,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 121 

Behold,  how  Christ,  our  Saviour  pleads, 187 

Behold,  the  Lamb  of  God  was  slain, 153 

Behold,  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 170 


C 

Christ,  the  Lord,  from  glory  came, 12 

Could  I  explore  the  Heavens  above, 24 

Come,  Holy  Spirit  from  above, 42 

Come,  learn  of  me,  the  Saviour  said, 226 

Could  I  behold  that  wondrous  tree, 86 

Could  I  possess  that  lamb-like  soul, 88 

Christ,  the  Lord,  our  Saviour's  name, 98 

Could  I  but  view  that  glorious  place, 101 

Come,  poor  sinners,  dark,  benighted, 103 

Could  I  ascend  to  God  on  high, 105 

Christ,  the  great  hiding-place  for  man, 118 

Christ  took  and  blessed,  then  broke  the  bread,  120 

Clothed  in  love  with  power  supreme, 185 

Christ,  our  Lord,  the  great  Messiah, 188 

Christ  on  the  Cross  for  us  was  slain, 202 

Come,  sinner,  hear  thy  Saviour's  voice, 207 

Come,  sinner,"diear  and  don't  forbear, 216 

Come,  sinner,  come,  thy  soul  prepare, 165 

Christ,  the  Head,  the  Corner-Stone, 175 


D 

Dust  thou  art,  poor  feeble  man, 76 

Dark  and  sandy,  wild  the  desert, 215 


Hymm. 

E 

Every  knee  shall  bow  and  tongue  confess, 127 

Eternal  God.  Thou  King  of  Kings, 154 

F 

Farewell,  vain  show  and  haughty  pride, 23o 

Father,  to  Thee  mine  eyes  I  raise, 22<5 

Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  promise  stands, 22 

Firm  on  the  Gospel  pillars  stand, 48 

Father  of  Heaven,  the  Widow's  God, 87 

First  thou  shalt  love  the  Lord,  thy  God, 114 

Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  Gospel  stands, 122 

Farewell,  my  bretlu-en  in  the  Lord, < 72 

Father,  we  pray  through  Christ,  Thy  Son, ....    7o 

Forbid  them  not,  the  Saviour  said, 140 

Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  Word  endures, 174 

From  the  regions  of  light,  &c  , 141 

G 

God's  high  abode,  that  righteous  place, 6 

Great  God  of  all  in  Heaven  and  Earth, 14 

Great  God,  dismiss  us  in  Thy  fear, 15 

Great  God,  may  we  not  be  denied, 19 

Great  is  the  Heavens,  but  greater  still, 21 

Great  God,  who  rules  the  Heavens  above, ....   29 

Great  God,  to  Thee  I  make  my  vow, 3<3 

Great  God,  is  this  my  solemn  doom, 36 

Good  will  to  man  I  now  proclaim, 38 

Go  preach  repentance,  love  and  faith, 60 

Great  God  of  Heaven,  remember  me, 73 

Great  God,  prepare  us  all  for  death, 80 

Great  God  of  mercy,  love  and  power, 81 

Great  God  of  Heaven  who  formed  the  Earth,  8-5 


Till 

Jlyirm. 

Great  God,  before  Thy  mercy-seat, 93. 

Great  is  the  Lord,  the  God  of  Host, 95 

Great  God  of  all  on  Earth  below, 115 

Great  God  of  mercy  and  of  power, 117 

Grace,  goodness  and  mercy  all  combined, 119 

Great  God,  Thy  power  is  over  all, 125 

Great  God,  to  Thee,  before  Thy  throne, 134 

Great  God,  who  formed  the  Heavens  &  Earth,  142 

Go  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 146 

God  saw  from  off  His  dazzling  Throne, 160 

Go  preach  Salvation  through  the  Cross, 168 

Great  is  the  Lord,  all  creatures  say, 184 

Great  is  Thy  power,  Almighty  God, 193 

Great  is  the  Lord,  His  power  is  great, 213 

H 

How  slow  to  anger  is  our  God, 31 

Hinder  me  not,  but  let  me  go, 33 

He  dies,  the  King  of  Glory  dies, 136 

How  false,  vain  man,  are  all  things  here, 90 

How  can  I  longer  dwell  in  sin, 69 

Hark  !  hear  my  voice,  the  Saviour  cried, 91 

High  on  the  Cross  the  Saviour  died, 92 

How  short  our  days,  our  fleeting  years, 100 

Hear  us,  Great  God,  do  not  deny, 116 

High  on  His  Throne  our  Maker  sits, 133 

How  can  my  soul  endure  to  be, 150 

How  oft  would  I  cherish,  &c, 156 

Help  me  now,  oh  righteous  God, 161 

How  could  I  longer  hold  my  peace, 179 

Hail !  Thou  glorious,  Mighty  being, 196 

Hosanna  to  the  Almighty  God, 211 

Here  is  water,  to  the  Eunuch  said, 226 


IX 

In  Amur's  prayer  he  wished  to  be, 

I  asked  a  man  whose  hoary  head,. 1  ] 

In  the  city  of  David  our  Saviour  was  born,. . .    17 

I  would  possess  that  love  unfeigned, K 

I  hope  to  see  my  Maker's  face, 3^ 

In  tribulation,  Paul  did  glory, 6."> 

I  am  the  Christ,  the  promised  Lord, 74 

I  am  the  Way,  the  Saviour  saith. 108 

I  would  to  God  that  I  had  been, IS6 

If  we  should  to  the  end  en  lure, 198 

If  I  were  called  to  preach  His  word, 208 

In  the  third  Heavens,  our  God's  abode, 14?' 

If  we  to  God  in  meekness  come, 227 

It  is  true  that  Salvation  is  offered  to-day, 229 


Job  was  a  servant  of  the  Lord, 20o 

Jerusalem,  that  happy  pla^-e, 2)7 


Look  unto  me,  poor  sinful  man, 97 

Lord,  at  Thy  temple  we  appear, 102 

Let  there  be  light,  our  Maker  said, 120 

Let  vile  apostates  rage  and  say, 192 

Let  not  a  lie  escape  your  lips, 204 

Love  is  the  boon  the  Lord  will  give, ,  234 

1* 


Hymn. 

May  the  Lord  of  compassion,  of  mercy,  &c, . .   51 

Make  bare  Thine  arm,  Almighty  God, 147 

Mysterious  are  Thy  ways,  oh  God, 209 

May  I  from  sin,  oh  God,  depart, 241 


N 

Now,  gracious  God,  oh  search  my  heart, 56 

Now,  unto  Thee,  Great  God  of  Heaven, 104 

Nations  must  bow,  God's  grace  implore, 148 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare, 159 


O 

On  Zion's  glittering  mount  there  stands, 8 

On  Zion's  bright  and  holy  mount, 23 

Our  Saviour's  Cross  when  I  survey, 37 

Oh,  sinful  man,  come  lend  an  ear, 53 

Oh,  Lord,  convert  my  sinful  soul, 59 

Oh,  sinner,  where  will  you  appear, »....    61 

Our  lives,  how  short  a  midnight  dream, 68 

Oh,  judge  me  not  for  my  belief, 70 

One  evening  while  musing  on  God's  mercy, . .   83 

On  Earth  our  Saviour  was  denied, 94 

One  evening  I  walked  to  a  lonely  retreat, 110 

Oh,  careless  sinner,  now  give  ear, 132 

Oh,  sinner,  where  will  you  flee, 145 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 155 

Oh  sin,  the  cause  of  all  my  grief, 154 

Oh  Lord  of  Heaven,  of  power  and  love, 172 

Oh,  careless  sinner,  come, 176 

On  Canaan's  land,  that  happy  place, 181 


llvm  i. 

Our  groat  High  Priest  to  Heaven  is  gone, .  . 

Our  Saviour's  love,  so  great,  so  pure, 214 

One  thing,  oh  God,  pray  let  me  learn, 219 

Oh  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  Thy  love  and  good  will,  220 

Oh,  for  a  hope  in  Thee,  my  God 22:; 

Oh  God,  why  are  we  so  depraved, 232 

Oh  Lord,  if  I  am  called  to  preach, 2-M 

Oh,  what  a  glorious  theme  is  this 238 

Oil,  Jesus,  my  Saviour  on  whom  I  depend, . .  .242 


P 

Prayer,  the  Christian's  daily  food, il 

Poor  sinful  souls  of  Adam's  race. ISO 

Prayer,  a  strong  and  mighty  tower 194 

Prayer,  the  Christian's  path  to  Heaven, 231 


R 

Repent,  vile  man,  the  Saviour  cried, 18 

Repent,  for  God's  kingdom  is  surely  at  hand,  137 

Religion,  oh,  that  Heavenly  truth,. '. 183 

Repent,  vain  man,  and  be  baptized, 203 


Salvation,  oh,  what  scenes  of  bliss, 30 

Should  sore  temptation  cast  me  down, 39 

Shall  mortal  man  presume  or  dare, <34 

Should  Earth  and  Hell  my  soul  oppose, 62 

Shall  feeble  man  of  flesh  and  blood, 89 

Salvation,  oh,  the  joyful  sound, 112 

Should  sore  affliction  east  me  down, 129 


xii 

Hymn. 

Should  I  contend  with  Satan's  rage, 139 

Sinner,  come  hear  thy  Saviour's  voice, 152 

Should  sinful  man  presume  to  be, 166 

Salvation,  oh,  that  Heavenly  voice, 167 

Should  Hell  oppose  and  Satan  rage, 169 

Sinner,  come  hear  thy  Saviour's  voice, 171 

Sin  doth  destroy  our  feeble  race, 178 

Salvation,  oh  Thy  healing  streams, 177 

Sure  is  Thy  throne  and  great  reward, 206 

Straight  is 'the  path  that  leads  to  life, 22 1 


T 

The  Saviour's  love  so  great  we  see, 5 

To  Thee,  Great  God,  we  make  our  moan, 10 

There  is  a  Heaven  of  vast  delight, 25 

There  is  a  God  in  yonder  skies, 34 

To  little  children  ClSrist  has  said, 49 

Three  things,  oh  God,  pray  let  me  learn, 50 

To  Thee,  Great  God,  all  homage  due, do 

Thy  throne  of  glory,  Mighty  King, 77 

The  day  will  come  when  I  must  die, 84 

The  plan  of  Salvation  for  mortals  like  me, 106 

Through  faith  I  view  that  glorious  sight, 109 

Thou  great  eternal,  Triune  God, 1 24 

There  on  the  Cross  the  Saviour  bled, 128 

The  choicest  food  on  Earth  is  love, 143 

The  Gospel  feast  so  richly  spread, 144 

Thou  King  of  Glory,  God  Supreme, 151 

Thou  God  of  Jacob,  hear  my  call, 1-58 

Thou  Rock  of  Ages,  King  of  Heaven, 162 

Transcendently  high  and  Holy  God, 145 

Thou  King  of  Heaven,  the  sinner's  hope, 163 


Xlll 

II;  mn. 

in  yonder  skie.*, 1<U 

That  awful  day  will  Boon  be  here, \7'4 

Thine  is  the  power,  Thou  God  of  light, 212 

Thou  great  first  cause  of  power  and  might, ...  1 18 
There  an  Angel  of  Glory  oppeared  to  his  vil 

Thus  while  with  awful  sense  I  view, 240 

in  of  God  from  glory  came, 244 

There  i  yonder  .-kies, 243 


V 
man  should  ever  fear  the  Lord, 


W 

While  alone  I  .sit  and  ponder, 1 

When  I  recount  Thy  mercies  o'er. 2 

When  I  survey  my  former  life, 4 

When  I  survey  the  Heavens  above, 7 

When  I  resolve  to  do  His  will, 9 

When  I  survey  my  mortal  frame, 26 

When  I  survey  that  awful  state, 40 

When  night  had  spread  her  sable  veil, 43 

Whilst  in  the  days  of  health  and  youth, 14 

When  I  deplore  my  wretched  state, 45 

When  I  shall  read  God's  Holy  Word, o2 

WThen  I  survey  Thy  mercies,  Lord, Sffl 

When  I  shall  quit  this  E.-rthly  frame, 67 

Who  can  paint  the  joys  in  Heaven, 82 

When  death  shall  end  my  journey  here, 96 

When  I  survey  Thy  goodness,  Lord, 99 


XIV 

Hymn. 

When  I  survey  my  wretched  state, 107 

When  I  survey  God's  goodness  round, Ill 

While  I  survey  Thy  goodness,  Lord, 113 

When  I  survey  God's  glorious  plan, 130 

When  I  survey  Thy  glories,  Lord, 180 

When  I  survey  God's  mighty  throne, 182 

When  heart  and  strength  and  life  shall  fail, . .  191 

When  I  survey  God's  powerful  hand 201 

While  in  this  tenement  of  clay, 210 

When  Death  shall  end  our  journey  here, 230 

Why  dost  Thine  anger  move  so  slow, 237 

When  man  had  sinned  and  fell  from  grace, ...  239 


Ye  heirs  of  Salvation  who  are  bound  to  afar,..  131 
Youth's  golden  hours  will  soon  be  gone, 228 


PSALMS, 


B 

Psalm. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  daily  tries, 1 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  dares  to  say, 2 

Blest  is  the  man  -who  shims  the  place, 3 

Blest  is  the  man  -who  shuns  the  road, 5 

Blest  is  the  man  who  reads  Thy  Word, 7 


C 

Christ,  the  Head,  the  Corner-Stone, 10 

Christ  died  for  all,  the  Scriptures  saith, 12 

It 
Remember,  Lord,  my  mortal  frame, 11 


T 

The  cup  of  affliction  we  fain  would  pass  by, . .     4 
Thou  art  my  Rock,  the  Psalmist  said, 6 


w 

Why  do  the  Heathen  rage  and  say, 8 

Why  do  we  mourn,  lament  and  weep, 9 


$pma  airt  ^jriritual  $oit§s. 


HYMN  ]. 

.4  Yieic  of  God's  Power  and  Goodness. 

While  alone  I  sit  and  ponder 

On  our  Creator's  vast  domain, 
My  feeble  thoughts  from  earth  do  wander, 

Such  heavenly  views  I  can't  contain. 

While  viewing  God,  the  sole  Creator, 

Who  formed  the  earth  and  made  the  skies, 

Created  light  to  cheer  all  nature, 

The  moon  and  stars  He  made  likewise. 

It's  oft  I  am  lost  in  meditation, 
Oft  I  exclaim  with  great  surprise, 

That  He  who  rules  this  great  creation 
Lives  eternal  in  the  skies. 


18 

I  view  Hini  there  in  all  His  glory, 
Then  of  creating  power  I  think, 

Wonders  rise  like  clouds  before  me, 
Oh,  into  nothing  then  I  shrink. 

A  gleam  of  hope  is  still  arising, 

That  powerful  God  doth  care  for  me ; 
His  love  to  man,  oh  !  how  surprising — 
.  His  face  in  Heaven  I  hope  to  see. 

There  to  dwell  with  Him  in  glory, 
From  sin's  alluring  charms  set  free; 

There  tell  the  Saints  the  pleasing  story, 
How  Christ  who  died  remembered  me. 

To  hear  the  Saints  and  Angels  singing, 

Holy  is  the  God  of  host; 
The  heavenly  courts  with  praises  ringing 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 


19 

HYMN  2. 
A  View  of.  God's  Tender  Mercies. 

"When  I  recount  Thy  mercies  o'er, 
And  think  how  negligent  we  are, 

I  fain  would  wish  to  sin  no  more, 
Or  trample  on  Thy  tender  care. 

I  pray  that  hence  I  may  be  wise — 
Choose  the  good  part  that  Mary  did ; 

My  daily  life  the  world  surprise, 
My  concience  every  sin  forbid. 

May  I  be  found  a  righteous  man, 

No  sin  my  heart  or  conscience  stain  ; 

On  earth  do  all  the  good  I  can, 
At  last  a  crown  of  glory  gain. 

Then  when  I  die  may  I  remove 

To  that  bright  Heaven  beyond  the  skies. 
Rejoicing  in  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  that  great  God  so  just  and  wise. 


20 

There  may  I  sit  at  His  right  hand, 
Rejoicing  in  that  Heaven  above ; 

Fulfilled  by  faith  that  great  command, 
That  all  His  Saints  I  once  had  loved. 

Oh,  then  my  joys  will  be  complete, 
God  will  my  happiness  control ; 

I'll  sit  and  sing  at  Jesus's  feet 
The  wonders  of  my  ransomed  soul. 


HYMN    3. 

Agur's  Prayer. — Pr.  30,  8. 

In  Agur's  prayer  he  wished  to  be 
From  poverty  and  wealth  set  free ; 

I  think  his  reason  must  be  this — 
No  wealth  I  want  but  heavenly  bliss. 

May  that  my  happy  portion  be, 

Was  Agur's  prayer,  it  seems  to  me ; 

Just  what  I  want  in  ample  store, 
May  I  not  wish  or  covet  more. 


21 


For  what  I  want  from  day  to  day, 
Oh,  may  Thy  servant  Agar  pray ; 

And  for  that  prize  to  mortals  given 

A  place  with  Thee,  my  God,  in  Heaven 


HYMN  4. 

A  Viae  of  the  Nature  of  Sin, 

When  I  survey  my  former  life, 
And  think  how  negligent  I  live  ; 

Engaged  in  folly,  sin  and  strife, 
I  think  how  can  my  God  forgive. 

I  hope  by  faith,  and  humble  prayer, 
And  strict  obedience  to  His  word, 

To  wash  away  the  stains  I  wear, 

And  hold  communion  with  the  Lord. 

But  Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Tries  to  lead  my  feet  astray  ; 

He  watches  each  unguarded  heart, 
And  tells  them  Christ  is  not  the  way. 


22 

Wh0D  I  survey  that  dreadful  tree, 

And  see  where  Christ  my  Saviour  dial ; 

He  suffered  this  for  you  and  me — 
A  natural  death  He  was  denied. 


HYMN  5. 

Meditation  on  the  Crucifixion. 

The  Saviour's  love  so  great  we  see 
That  on  the  cross  for  man  He  died  ; 

He  suffered  shame  on  Calvary, 

And  cruel  soldiers  pierced  His  side. 

On  His  head  they  placed  a  crown  of  thorns, 
Gave  Him  gall  and  vinegar  to  drink ; 

Reviled  with  mockery  and  scorn — 

Such  wondrous  love,  what  can  we  think ! 

Three  hours  in  anguish  on  the  tree 

The  purple  gore  gushed  from  His  side  ; 

This  to  atone  for  you  and  me, 

Then  bowed  His  lovely  head  and  died. 


23 

Then  darkness  o'er  the  land  was  spread, 
The  temple  vail  was  rent  in  twain  ; 

The  Jews  they  mocked  and  wagged  their  heads 
When  Christ  the  lamb  of  God  was  slain. 

While  on  the  Cross  the  Saviour  cried, 
The  earth  it  quaked,  the  rocks  were  rent ; 

Behold  My  hands,  My  feet  and  side, 
Then,  oh  !  vile  man,  thou  must  repent. 

Repent,  I  say,  and  thou  shah  live 

In  Paradise  above  with  me  ; 
Oh,  pray  in  faith,  God  will  forgive, 

Then  Christ  in  glory  thou  shalt  see. 


HYMN  6. 

God's  high  abode,  that  righteous  place. 
Beyond  the  blue  ethereal  skies  ; 

There  He  has  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
Made  that  heart- rending  sacrifice. 


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He  sacrificed  our  great  High  Priest, 
Who  tasted  death,  then  rose  again ; 

He  spread  that  grand,  that  living  feast, 
Before  the  fallen  race  of  man. 

That  living  feast  of  living  bread, 
The  soul  that  eats  shall  never  die ; 

Christ  did  His  work,  then  kindly  said, 
Prepare  to  meet  me  in  the  sky. 

Prepare  to  meet  thy  final  doom, 

To  meet  with  joy,  and  not  with  grief; 

There  have  thy  wedding  garments  on, 
Then  thou  shalt  find  God's  kind  relief. 

His  kind  relief,  so  freely  given, 

To  those  who  pray  with  fervent  faith  ; 

The  meek,  the  lowly,  dwell  in  Heaven, 
Thus  the  great  Redeemer  saith. 

There  make  those  Heavenly  regions  ring 
With  music  from  the  golden  lyre  ; 

Tar  sweeter  than  the  tints  of  Spring, 
To  Heaven  our  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 


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HYMN  7. 

1  View  of  God's  Infinite  Power  and  Tender 
Care. 

When  I  survey  the  heavens  above, 
And  think  of  worlds  beyond  the  skies, 

I  ponder  on  a  Saviour's  love — 
A  gracious  God,  so  just  and  wise. 

I  fear  lest  I  in  woe  be  lost, 

Or  pass  unnoticed  by  his  care  ; 
With  all  the  blessed  on  Canaan's  coast, 

May  I  be  found  amongst  them  there. 

But  when  I  think  of  worlds  unknown, 
As  numerous  as  the  stars  you  see, 

I  think  how  God  from  his  bright  throne, 
Doth  care  for  souls  as  small  as  me. 

So  I'll  have  faith  in  his  dear  Son, 
Aud  pray  my  sins  may  be  forgiven ; 

May  I  that  race  of  glory  run, 
And  be  admitted  into  heaven. 


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re  I  shall  see  that  great  first  cause, 
Of  all  in  heaven  and  all  on  earth ; 
And  wonder  why  that  powerful  God 
Should  care  for  me  since  I  had  birth. 


HYMN  8. 

On  Zion's  glittering  mount  there  stands 
A  place  sublime  to  pilgrims  given  ; 

God's  holy  house  not  made  with  hands, 
There  is  eternal  in  the  heavens, 

God's  house  of  rest  where  glory  reigns, 
There  the  Saints  and  Angels  dwell, 

And  shout  and  sing  in  sweetest  strains, 
Christ  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

That  heavenly  host,  there  cherubims 
Join  the  soft,  the  golden  lays  ; 

The  new  Millennium  day  begins 

With  souls  whom  God  sees  fit  to  raise. 


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Now  when  on  Pisgah's  t~p  we  stand, 
Our  thoughts  ascend  within  the  vale  ; 

There  view  by  faith  the  promised  land, 
Then  trust  in  Christ,  we  cannot  fell. 


HYMN  9. 

A   Good  Resolution. 

When  I  resolve  to  do  his  will, 
And  keep  my  conscience  clear, 

His  precepts  daily  tojulfil, 
I  find  a  Saviour  near. 

Bat  when  my  faith  and  love  grow  cold, 

Absorbed  in  earthly  care, 
The  tempter  then  grows  strong  and  bold, 

I  lose  my  strength  in  prayer. 

But  when  with  faith  and  love  I  pray 
To  that  great  God  in  heaven, 

He  will  banish  all  my  fears  away, 
And  speak  my  sins  forgiven. 


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Thus  while  I  live  I  wish  to  be 

In  truth  as  good  as  I  profess, 
From  sin's  alluring  charms  set  free, 

A  Saviour's  love  possess. 

Then  when  my  race  is  run  below, 

And  time  is  no  more  with  me, 
May  I  from  thence  to  glory  go — 

God's  smiling  face  to  see. 

There  may  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  walk  those  streets  of  gold  ; 

With  Saints  and  Angels  there  sit  down, 
Those  wonders  to  behold. 

There  to  hear  those  harps  of  gold 

Sound  sweetly  o'er  the  heavenly  plains  ; 

The  Saints  whose  bliss  cannot  be  told, 
While  glory,  glory  is  their  strains. 

There  to  dwell  in  worlds  above, 

And  strike  those  golden  harps  of  praise ; 
To  shout  and  sing  redeeming  love 

At  G-od's  right  hand  through  endless  days 


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HYMN    10. 

To  thee,  Great  God !  we  mate  our  moan, 
Who  holds  the  keys  of  life  and  death ; 

We  supplicate  Thy  righteous  throne  ; 
May  we  repent  while  we  have  breath. 

Before  that  awful  day  shall  come, 

When  we  must  stand  before  Thy  face, 

There  to  hear  our  final  doom, 

0,  save  us  with  Thy  sovereign  grace  ! 

Lord  !  we  approach  Thee  through  Thy  Son, 
And  call  upon  Thy  sacred  name  ; 

Teach  us  to  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done  !" 
Throughout  this  earthly  frame. 

Lord  of  Mercy  !  hear  our  prayer, 
With  pity  view  our  wretched  case  ; 

Permit  our  feet  to  enter  there, 

And  worship  round  Thy  throne  of  grace  ! 


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HYMN  11. 

Meditation  on    the  Value  of  Time. 

I  asked  a  man  whose  hoary  head 

Bespoke  the  ravages  of  time  : 
Time,  Time,  the  golden  hour,  he  said, 

The  path  to  happiness  sublime. 

I  asked  a  man  at  middle  age, 

Whom  grief  had  furrowed  more  than  years : 
Time,  Time  is  to  man  life's  busy  stage, 

The  guardian  hope  of  all  our  fears. 

I  asked  a  youth  whose  blooming  cheek, 
Promised  health  and  length  of  days  ; 

How'false  the  joys  such  looks  bespeak, 
For  time  destroys  in  divers  ways. 

I  asked  myself,  Oh,  what  is  time? 

Just  like  a  bubble  on  the  wave, 
It'steals  away  this  life  of  mine, 

And  brings  the  cold,  the  silent  grave. 


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Old  Father  Time,  I  asked  Lis  haste  : 
His  answer  quick  and  stern  he  gave, 

"Young  man,  there  is  no  time  to  waste  !!' 
Then  on  he  rushed  toward  the  grave. 

Nazi  asked  the  holy  Angel,  who  shall  stand, 
To  sound  the  trump,  God's  hidden  mysteries 

One  foot  on  sea,  and  one  on  land,  [o'er, 

Time  was,  and  is;  but  time  shall  be  no  more. 


HYMN  12. 

Christ  the  Lord  from  glory  came, 
Hosanna  to  his  sacred  name. 

He  tasted  death  that  we  might  live, 
He  will  the  contrite  soul  forgive. 

Then  whilst  my  lamp  holds  out  to  1 
May  I  from  sin  and  vice  return. 

And  thus  defend  my  Maker's  cau. 
And  read  His  word  and  mind  His  la* 


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Now  while  I  dwell,  a  Pilgrim  here, 
Teach  me  Thy  love,  Thy  wrath  to  fear, 

Protect  the  brittle  thread  of  life, 
Keep  me  from  hatred,  sin  and  strife. 


HYMN   13. 

Behold,  our  loving  Saviour  bled, 
High  on  the  cross  He  died  for  me, 

Without  a  crime  His  blood  was  shed, 
With  rugged  nails,  nailed  to  the  tree. 

While  on  the  cross  He  paid  the  debt, 

'T  was  there  the  Jews  His  blood  they  spilt, 

He  prayed  till  drops  of  blood  He  sweat, 
And  died  to  save  us  from  our  guilt. 


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HYMN  14. 

God's  Love  to  Ma  n. 

Great  God  of  all,  in  Heaven  and  Earth, 
"Who  made  my  soul  for  realms  of  bliss, 

Eternal  life  and  solid  mirth, 

May  I  not  lose  a  prize  like  this. 

I  must  not  waste  this  precious  time, 
But  make  my  peace  with  God  above, 

That  happy  place  will  then  be  mine. 
To  shout  and  sing  redeeming  love. 

Thy  love  to  man,  poor  feeble  man, 

Whom  Thou  hast  made,  thine  image  given 

His  days  and  years  seem  but  a  span, 
Just  time  to  trace  his  path  to  heaven. 

Xow  while  I  have  probation  given, 
I  must  not  waste  that  precious  hour, 

I'll  pray  to  God  who  dwells  in  heaven, 
That  He  would  shield  me  with  his  power. 

2* 


Oil,  may  Thy  love  my  heart  entwine, 

Salvation  be  my  greatest  aim, 
Thy  saving  grace,  that  gem,  be  mine, 

While  I  a  Saviour's  love  proclaim. 

Ah,  what  is  man,  'tis  plain  to  see, 
Compared  with  Thy  eternal  might, 

From  vice  and  sin  he  must  be  free, 

Then  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

Thy  love  to  all  the  human  race, 

"Who  reap  the  fruits  of  Adam's  fall, 

Oh,  may  I  see  thy  smiling  face, 
While  on  thy  love  depends  my  all. 


HYMN  15. 

A  Dismissal. 

Great  God !  dismiss  us  in  thy  fear, 
Teach  us  to  know  thy  love  and  truth, 

To  ponder  well  on  what  we  hear 
From  hoary  heads  to  giddy  youth. 


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Teach  us,  oh  Lord,  thy  holy  will, 
To  believe  and  worship  day  by  day, 

Thy  laws  and  precepts  to  fulfil, 
And  learn  to  watch  as  well  as  pray. 


HYMN   16. 

A  Saviour  s  Love  to  Sinful  Man. 

A  man  of  sin  was  heard  to  say  : 
Sad  is  my  fate  if  I  should  die 

While  travelling  in  this  sinful  way, 
For  safety  then,  where  shall  I  fly.     - 

The  Saviour  heard  his  mournful  voice, 
With  love  and  pity,  lo  !  he  cried, 

Repent  and  live,  with  me  rejoice, 
To  save  thy  soul  I  once  have  died. 

These  tender  words  in  tones  so  sweet, 
Caused  this  vile  man  to  see  his  case  ; 

He  fell  prostrate  at  Jesus' s  feet, — 
Oh,  there  he  found  a  hiding  place. 


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There  on  his  face  for  mercy  cried, 

God  heard  and  spoke  his  sins  forgiven  : 

"My  Son  for  thee  was  crucified, 

To  save  thy  soul  with  him  in  heaven. 

Arise  !  stand  up  !  and  still  rejoice, 

Thy  sins  I  freely  all  forgive." 
Oh.  then  he  heard  that  lovely  voice, 

Through  faith  in  me  thy  soul  shall  live. 

Oh,  may  my  heart  that  love  possess  : 

This  man  of  sin  in  Jesus  found 
A  place  in  Heaven — that  glorious  rest — 

While  he  lay  prostrate  on  the  ground. 

Great  God,  wilt  thou  my  portion  be, 
Direct  my  feet  in  wisdom's  ways  ; 

May  I  thy  realms  of  glory  sec, 

And  sing  thy  praise  through  endless  days. 


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HYMN  17. 

The   Star  of  Bethlehem. 

In  die  city  of  David  our  Saviour  was  lorn, 
And  laid  in  a  manger,  his  case  looked 
forlorn  ; 
He  was  born  in  that  city,  a  distance  afar, 
Was  known  by  the  name  of  the  Bethlehem 
star. 

Now  Joseph  and  Mary  at  Caesar'fl  request, 
Their  taxes  to  pay  was  a  Bethlehem  guest. 

Although  Mary  had  come  from  a  distance  afar. 
Clave  birth  to  a  son,  the  Bethlehem  star. 

There  ^  Shepherds   around  were   guarding  their 
sheep, 
In  the  land  of  Judea  their  flocks  they  did 
keep, 
When  an  angel  in  glory  appeared  from  afar, 
And  brought  the  good  news  of  the  Bethlehem 
star. 


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In   the  land  of  Judea  they  told  the  good  news, 
To  the  nations  all  round,  as  well  as  the  Jews  : 

To  see  the  young  babe  they  came  from  afar, 
To  know  the  whole  truth  of  the  Bsthleheni 
star. 

The  Shepherds  believed,  the  glad   tidings  made 
known, 
The  holy  child  Jesus  were  joyous  to  own, 
And  wise  men  had  heard,  and  they  came  from 
afar, 
To  worship  the  Saviour,  the  Bethlehem  star. 

The  news  of  the  Saviour  was  scattered  abroad, 
While  thousands  believed  in  the  birth  of 
their  Lord ; 

Then  Simeon  came,  and  men  from  afar, 
To  see  the  Lord  Christ,  the  Bethlehem  star. 


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HYMN  IS. 
Faith  and  Repentance. 

Repent,  vile  man  !  the  Saviour  cried 
Have  faith  in  me,  and  be  forgiven ; 

Forsake  thy  sins  and  foolish  pride. 

And  make  thy  peace  with  God  in  heaven. 

Eepent,  believe,  and  be  baptized, 

And  choose  the  robe  that  Angels  wear, 

For  I,  myself,  was  sacrificed 

To  gain  thy  soul  admittance  there. 

Go  preach  my  gospel  through  the  land, 
Remission  given  through  faith  in  me  ; 

Repentance  is  my  great  command, 
God's  savins  erace  to  all  is  free. 

Faith  and  repentance  work  by  love, 

To  purify  from  sin  and  shame, 
Direct  man's  thoughts  to  heaven  above, 

To  love  and  praise  God's  holy  name. 


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Repent  through  faith,  be  justified, 
And  lay  thy  carnal  weapons  down  ; 

Behold  thy  Saviour  crucified. 
To  gain  for  thee  a  starry  crown. 

Oh,  may  my  heart  with  love  and  fear, 
Confess  my  sins  and^be  forgiven, 

And  try  to  keep  my  conscience  clear, 
To  win  that  prize  to  mortals  given. 

Thy  holy  love  my  heart  inspire, 
God's  glory  be  my  only  aim ; 

To  do  thy  will,  my  fond  desire, 
A  Saviour's  dying  love  proclaim. 


HYMN  19. 

Great  God,  may  we  not  be  denied, 
Show  us  the  way  and  guard  our  feet ; 

The  way  the  holy  prophets  tried, 
That  leads  us  to  thy  mercy  seat. 


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Thy  throne  of  mercy,  far  on  high, 
There  Angels  how  before  thy  face. 

To  do  thy  will  I  mean  to  try, 

And  trust  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 

We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 
Could  we  but  claim  them  as  our  own, 

Christ  calls  and  saith  I  am  the  way, 
I'll  pray  to  thee  through  him  alone. 

Ah !  woe  is  me  should  I  refuse, 
Despise  the  path  my  Saviour  trod, 

And  like  the  unbelieving  Jews, 

Call  down  the  vengeance  of  our  God. 


HYMX  20. 

I  would  possess  that  love  unfeigned, 
Pure,  undefiled  before  the  Lord ; 

Through  faith  that  blessing  is  obtained — 
By  prayer,  and  trusting  in  his  word, 


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That  love  that  moved  our  Saviour's  God, 
To  bring  salvation  from  above  ; 

The  path  of  blood  and  death  he  trod, 
Constrained  by  pity  and  by  love. 

Our  Maker,  God  of  love  and  grace, 
Prepared  that  soul-reviving  feast ; 

The  Saviour  here  unveiled  his  face, 
Our  advocate,  our  great  High  Priest. 


HYMN  21. 

Great  are  the  Heavens,  but  greater  still 

Is  our  Creator's  holy  will ; 
He  rules  the  whole  with  powerful  sway, 

He  turns  the  darkness  into  day. 

The  darkness  flies  before  his  voice, 

His  light  makes  heaven  and  earth  rejoice ; 

Let  there  be  light,  Jehovah  add, 

Then  light  appeared  and  darkness  fied. 


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John  the  Gospel's  light  did  preach. 

In  dreary  wilds  the  word  did  teach  ; 
He  preached  of  Christ,  the  great  Messiah 

Who  was  foretold  by  Jeremiah. 

Thislight  the  old  Apostles  tried. 

They  took  the  Saviour  for  their  guide ; 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  too, 
Kept  their  Saviour's  path  in  view. 


HYMN  22. 

God's  Promise  EnduretJt  Forever. 

Firm  as  a  roek  thy  promise  stands, 
The  saving  grace  and  mercies  free, 

Teach  me  to  keep  thy  great  commands 
With  faith  in  Christ  and  love  to  thee. 

Eternal  wisdom  has  ordained 

A  plan  through  Christ,  our  souls  to  save, 
And  shown  how  this  can  be  obtained, 

That  bliss  secured  beyond  the  grave. 


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I  must  not  then  so  slothful  be, 

But  try  to  gain  that  golden  prize  ; 

Thy  dazzling  throne,  oh,  may  I 
In  regions  pure  beyond  the  skies. 

There  I  would  rest  my  weary  soul. 
From  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  set  free, 

To  sing  thy  praise  while  ages  roll, 
And  all  those  heavenly  beauties   see. 

I  would  secure  that  glorious  bliss. 

To  dwell  with  all  the  saints  in  heaven  ; 

How  can  I  lose  a  prize  like  this  ? 

I'll  pray  through  faith  to  be  forgiven. 

Grant  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
Direct  my  feet  in  wisdom's  wars  ; 

Forgive  my  sins  and  haughty  pride. 
Teach  me  to  pray  and  sing  thy  praise. 


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HYMN  23. 

On  Zion's  bright  and  holy  mount, 
Through  faith  I  view  those  volunteers 

Whom  God  has  spared  on  Christ's  account, 
And  wiped  away  their  falling  tears. 

No  arm  could  save  our  fallen  race, 
Unless  God's  law  was  satisfied  : 

Christ  then  unveiled  his  lovely  face — 
To  pay  the  debt,  was  crucified. 

He  endured  the  Cross,  despised  the  shame, 
In  dread  rul  anguish  there  he  prayed — 

Hosanna  to  his  holy  name, 

The  great  atonement  there  he  made. 

That  gloomy  garden  where  he  died, 
He  srave  his  life  thai  we  midit  reign  ; 

heir  God  denied, 
>n  the  Cross  in  Gethsemane. 


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In  Gethsemane  on  Calvary's  niouot, 
Christ  our  Saviour  kindly  said  : 

"  Oh  save  vile  man,  on  my  account ! 
Father,  forgive  them  !"  there  he  prayed. 


.       HYMN  24. 

Could^I  explore  the  heavens  above, 
And  view  those  streets  of  gold, 

And  see  that  God  of  power  and  love, 
Those  gates  of  pearl  behold, — 

I  should  almost  forsake  the  earth. 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high, 
And  quit  that  land  that  gave  me  birth, 

For  joys  that  never  die. 


HYMN  25. 

There  is  a  heaven  of  vast  delight, 
Where  saints  and  angels  dwell ; 

Where  endless  day  excludes  the  night, 
Secure  from  death  and  hell. 


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There  is  a  heaven  in  yonder  skies, 
Where  Christ  our  Saviour  reigns  : 

There  joy  and  pleasure  never  die, 
And  angels  sing  in  sweeter  strains. 

That  heaven  I  oft  times  hope  to  see, 
And   tune  those  harps  of  gold, 

Yet  still  I  fear  'tis  not  for  me 
Sueh  pleasures  to  behold. 

Ah,  could  such  heavenly  joys  be  mine, 

Before  my  Maker's  face, 
My  heart  and  will  I  would  resign 

To  Christ  our  hiding-place. 


HYMN  26. 

When  I  survey  my  mortal  frame. 
And  view  the  brittle  thread  of  life, 

And  think  how  Christ  for  man  was  slain, 
How  can  I  harbor  sin  or  strife  ? 


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That  God  that  did  my  soul  retrieve,' 
From  Satan's  rage  and  dark  despair, 

I  must  no  more  his  spirit  grieve, 
Or  trample  on  his  love  and  care. 

Then,  when  with  auxious  heart  I  view 
Those  slippery  paths  my  feet  have  trod, 

I  fain  would  bid  my  sins  adieu, 

And  cleave  to  Christ  the  son  of  God. 

Then  when  my  race  and  course  are  done, 
When  death  shall  blast  my  mortal  face, 

Give  me  Salvation  through  thy  son, 
That  rock  my  only  hiding-place. 


HYMN  27. 

Am  I  a  mortal  doomed  to  die, 

And  then  appear  before  my  God? 

Show  me  the  path  and  hear  my  cry, 
The  path  thy  Son  in  glory  trod. 


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The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  Lord's  highway  of  holin. 

The  way  to  life  and  pure  content, 
The  narrow  path  the  road  to  bliss. 

The  righteous  way  from  dark  despair, 
"Where  Satan's  feet  have  never  trod  ; 

Xo  vile  apostate  enters  there. 
Before  that  wiee  and  holy  God. 


HYMN  28. 

Barthenea  with  sin  and  slavish  fear, 
To  Thee,  oh  God  !  I  make  my  moan  ; 

Protect  me  with  Almighty  care. 

And  kindly  guard  me  as  Thine  own. 

Could  I  but  find  my  God's  embrace, 
And  feel  my  Saviour's  dying  love. 

At  last  behold  His  sacred  face, 
His  mercy-seat  in  worlds  above. 


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Should  Earth  and  sin  my  soul  oppose. 

And  Satan  all  his  powers  engage, 
Christ  sung  the  triumph  when  He  rose, 

He  conquered  Hell  and  Satan's  rage. 

In  that  bright  Heaven  beyond  the  skies. 

One  day  I  hope  to  rest  my  soul 
In  scenes  where  pleasure  never  dies — 

How  sweetly  must  the  moments  roll. 


HYMN   29. 
A  View  of  God's  Omnipotent  Power. 

Great  God,  who  rules  the  Heavens  above, 
Directs  and  bids  the  planets  roll, 

Oh,  guard  me  with  Thy  tender  love, 
Forgive  and  save  my  dying  soul. 

Oh,  teach  me  in  this  dark  abode 
To  know  and  do  Thy  holy  will, 

Direct  me  in  that  heavenly  read — 
The  path  that  leads  to  Zion's  hill. 


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Then  teach  my  wicked  heart  to  pray. 

And  take  the  Bible  for  my  guide  ; 
Keep  Thy  commands  from  day  to  day — 

Forsake  my  folly,  sin  and  pride. 

Oh,  take  my  heart  and  seal  it  Thine. 

Prepare  me  for  Thy  courts  above  : 
Thy  glorious  rest  will  then  be  mine, 

To  shout  and  sing  Thy  wondrous  love. 

Thy  boundless  wisdom,  love  divine, 
Thy  plan  to  save  the  human  race, 

My  heart  and  will  I  would  resign, 
To  find  in  Thee  a  hiding-place. 

Thy  precious  promise  doth  remain, 
Thy  mercy  free  to  all  is  given  : 

That  precious  prize  I  would  obtain, 

To  meet  with  all  the  Saints  in  Heaven. 

To  God,  the  Father,  I  will  pray, 

That  He,  through  Christ,  my  soul  would 
save  : 
I'll  bear  my  Cross  from  day  to  day, 

For  hopes  of  bliss  beyond  the  grave. 


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HYMN  30. 

Salvation  !    oh,  what  scenes  of  bliss  ! 

Where  living  waters  ever  flow — 
How  can  my  Saviour  grant  me  this, 

While  I  pursue  the  road  to  woe. 

While  I  pursue  and  stand  afar, 
And  fear  to  see  His  sacred  face, 

That  lovely,  bright  and  morning  star, 
Clothed  with  majesty  and  grace. 

Could  I  but  with  my  God  commune, 
With  love  supreme  from  day  to  day, 

Drear  Winter  then  would  seem  like  June, 
And  I  march  boldly  on  my  way. 


HYMN   31. 

How  slow  to  anger  is  our  God — 
To  all  the  works  of  His  own  hands, 

He  spares  the  chastening  of  His  rod, 
While  we  neglect  His  great  commands. 


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He  still  invite?  us  all  to  come, 
Forbears  to  strike  the  final  blow 

That  seals  our  great  eternal  doom, 
In  heavenly  joy  or  endless  woe. 

Hi>  powerful  arm  with  mercy  shines, 
His  ear  attends  our  feeble  cry, 

He  cheers  the  sad,  the  sinking  mind, 
And  says — -Give  ear,  why  will  ye  die?" 

Now  whilst  our  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
While  Christ  is  on  His  mercy  seat, 

May  we  with  faith  and  love  return, 
And  ask  for  mercy  at  His  feet. 


HYMN  3:2. 

I  hope  to  see  my  Maker's  face, 
And  bow  before  His  throne — 

To  know  His  mercy,  love  and  grace, 
And  claim  Him  as  mine  own. 


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I  hope  to  wear  that  starry  crown 
That  Saints  and  Angels  wear — 

With  Abram,  Isaac,  there  sit  down, 
Freed  from  sin  and  care. 

I  hope  to  wear  that  glittering  robe 
That  monarchs  never  wore — 

To  dwell  with  Thee,  like  faithful  Job, 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

I  hope  to  see  that  Holy  Land, 

The  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
And  there  be  placed  at  God's  right  hand, 

With  all  that  Heavenly  Host. 


HYMN  33. 

Hinder  Me  Not. 

''Hinder  me  not!"  but  let  me  go 

And  do  my  Master's  will, 
His  goodness,  grace  and  mercy  know, 

And  all  His  laws  fulfil. 


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u  Hinder  me  not ! "  I  must  go  on, 

That  heavenly  way  pursue, 
Where  my  eternal  all  has  gone — 

Methinks  his  track  I  view. 

11  Hinder  me  not !  "  I  must  go  on 

To  see  that  glorious  place 
Where  Christ,  the  King  of  Glory's  gone, 

And  bow  before  His  face. 

11  Hinder  me  not !  "  but  go  with  me 

To  scenes  of  joy  above, 
Those  bright,  celestial  courts  to  see, 

Where  all  is  peace  and  love. 

"  Hinder  me  not !  "  I  must  remove 

To  scenes  of  bliss  on  high, 
Where  all  is  glory,  joy  and  love, 

With  Christ  forever  nigh. 

11  Hinder  me  not ! "  while  I  shall  pray  : 

Lord,  suffer  it  so  to  be, 
To  do  Thy  will  from  day  to  day — 

At  last  Thy  face  to  see. 


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11  Hinder  me  not ! "  shall  be  my  cry : 
Though  Satan's  darts  be  hurled, 

I'll  bear  my  Cross,  myself  deny, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 


HYMN    34. 

There  is  a  God  in  yonder  skies 

^Who  hears  the  prayers  of  all  his  Saints, 
And  sinners,  too,  whene'er  they  cry, 

He  kindly  hears  their  sad  complaints. 

When  sinners  pray  with  fervent  prayer, 
And  ask  the  Father  to  forgive, 

He  hears  their  cry  with  tender  care, 

He  says — "  Believe,  thy  soul  shall  live." 


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11  Believe  in  Christ,  the  corner  stone — 
That  stone  the  builders  did  deny  : 

There  make  thy  great  petition  known — 
Believe  in  Christ,  why  will  ye  die  ? " 

Should  sore  temptation  cast  you  down, 
And  Satan's  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 

God  says  :  "  Press  on  and  have  the  crown 
Thy  head  shall  wear  in  yonder  \ 

"  Thy  soul  in  glory  there  shall  be, 
Xo  sin  thy  heart  or  mind  control  ; 

With  Christ,  My  Son,  to  reign  with  Me, 
There,  while  eternal  a^es  roll/' 


HYMN  35. 

Great  God  !  to  Thee  I  make  my  vow, 
Through  Christ  I  make  this  great  appeal. 

Unless  Thine  arm  supports  me  now, 
A  wounded  conscience  I  must  ; 

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Wounded  by  sin  and  sore  neglect, 
Neglect  my  only  hope  of  Heaven, 

What  I  deserve  I  must  expect, 

Unless  through  Christ  I  am  forgiven. 

Through  Christ's  atoning  blood  I  pray, 
Oh,  cleanse  my  soul  from  sin  and  shame, 

Show  me  the  path,  the  good  old  way, 
Teach  me  to  fear  Thy  holy  name. 

Come.  Holy  Ghost,  with  love  divine, 
9  Prepare  my  soul  for  heavenly  bliss, 
Renew  this  sinful  heart  of  mine, 

Lord,  grant  Thy  children  hopes  like  this. 


HYMN  36. 

It  is  appointed  unto  all   men  once  to   die.    Af:er  death,  the 
Judgment.    IIeh.  9,  '-"- 

Great  God  !  is  this  my  solemn  doom, 
That  I  must  die  and  pass  away, 

My  last  remains  laid  in  the  tomb, 
My  soul  appear  at  Judgment  day  ? 


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And  there  before  Thy  face  must  stand, 
And  hare  my  final  sentence  given, 

Waiting  with  fear  Thy  just  commands, 
Depart,  or  dwell  with  Thee  in  heaven  ? 

That  solemn  sentence  passed  on  me, 
To  bloom  awhile — then  fade  and  die ! 

May  I  so  live  through  faith  to  see 
Thy  shining  courts  in  yonder  sky. 

There  I  would  rest  my  weary  soul, 
And  sing  Thy  praise  with  all  the  blest, 

No  fear  of  death  my  thoughts  control, 
No  sorrows  harm  my  peaceful  breast. 

Thy  Son  was  slain,  mankind-  to  save  : 
How  can  my  heart  so  slothful  be  ? 

To  pay  the  debt  His  life  He  gave 
In  pain  and  anguish  on  the  tree. 

Thy  righteous  judgment  I  confess, 
I'll  praise  Thee  for  probation  given ; 

That  love  unfeigned  I  would  possess, 
And  walk  the  path  that  leads  to  heaven. 


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Then  may  my  soul  walk  fearless  on 
That  happy  road,  the  way  to  bliss, 

Where  my  eternal  all  has  gone — 
What  can  be  worth  a  hope  like  this  ? 


HYMN  37. 

Our  Saviour's  Cross  when  I  survey, 
And  view  those  pangs  for  me  he  bore, 

My  heart  resolves  from  day  to  day, 
To  try  to  serve  Him  evermore. 

Those  dying  pangs  He  bore  for  me, 
His  hands  and  feet  nailed  to  the  wood, 

Those  cruel  Jews  rejoiced  to  see, 

While  round  His  Cross  reviling  stood. 

A  crown  of  thorns  His  temples  bore, 
His  drink  was  vinegar  and  gall ; 

Wrhile  I  recount  his  anguish  o'er, 
Methinks  I  hear  His  dying  call : 


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11  Repent,  oh  man  !  give  ear  to  Me, 
Since  on  the  Cross  for  thee  I  died ; 

I  gave  My  life  upon  the  tree,       , 
And  here  behold  My  wounded  side." 


HYMN  38.— Luke,  Chap.  11— V.  13. 
Good  Will  to  Man. 

Good  will  to  man  I  now  proclaim  ! 

The  Son  of  God  from  glory  came, 
He  brought  salvation  from  above, 

And  sealed  it  with  His  dying  love. 

Good  will  to  man  I  now  proclaim  : 

Believe  in  Christ  and  awn  His  name — 

Prepare  thyself  for  heavenly  bliss, 
To  wear  a  robe  of  righteousness. 

Good  will  to  man  and  peace  on  Earth, 
Was  sang  in  Heaven  at  Jesus's  birth  : 

Bright  Angels  left  their  Maker's  throne, 
To  make  the  joyful  tidings  known. 


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Good  will  to  man  I  now  proclaim — 
Christ  Jesus  born  in  Bethleh 

The  Son  of  God.  the  Great  Messiah, 
Foretold  by  John  and  Jeremiah. 


HYMN  39. 

Id  sore  temptati  me  down. 

AncTgrief  and  sorrow  both  be  mine. 
I  hope  to  wear  a  righteous  crown 
That  will  the  dazzling  sun  outshine. 

I  hope  to  feel,  to  know,  and  say — 

The  Lord  directs  each  I 
And  bear  my  Cross  from  day  to  d 

And  cleave  to  Him.  m;  rop. 

To  feel  and  know  the  joys  of  He: 
Be  my  whole  aim  while  here  below — 

To  ask  and  pray  to  be  forgiven. 
Then  after  death  go. 


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Then  will  my  soul  with  vast  delight, 
See  those  grand,  celestial  plains — 
There  view  my  Maker  clothed  in  light, 

Where  Jesus  dwells  and  glory  reigns. 


HYMN  40. 

When  I  survey  that  awful  state, 

Of  man  condemned  to  endless  woe, 

I  fear  lest  I  should  be  too  late. 

His  grace  and  mercy  thus  to  know. 

We  should  no  more  presume  or  dare, 
While  fiery  billows  roll  below, 

That  path  of  sin  to  travel  there, 
Where  Satan  and  his  armies  go^: 

That  wicked  path  of  foul  deceit, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  despair. 

Oh,  Lord  !   direct  and  guard  my  feet, 
Pray,  never  let  me  enter  there. 


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HYMN  41. 


Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 

With  Thy  Almighty  power  : 
Come,  now  impart  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  sweeten  every  hour. 

Don't  grieve  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

But  lend  a  listening  ear ; 
His  hand  can  give  that  great  reward — 

His  word  our  spirit  cheer. 

The  God  of  Wisdom  is  His  name, 
Eternal  power  attends  His  word  : 

To-day,  as  yesterday,  the  same, 
No  variation  in  the  Lord. 

I  would  with  heart,  with  soul  and  mind, 
Set  out  anew  to  serve  the  Lord ; 

May  I  His  grace  and  mercy  find, 

And  sing  His  praise  with  sweet  accord. 


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HYMN  42. 

Prayer — the  Christian's  daily  food, 
A  guide  to  our  Emanuel's  land  ; 

It  shows  us  that  immortal  road 

That  leads  to  God  and  His  right  hand. 

Prayer — that  precious  gift  from  Heaven, 
Whereby  we  intercede  with  God : 

Through  faith  in  Christ  we  are  forgiven, 
And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 

Prayer — the  path  the  Saints  have  trod, 
Who  now  sing  praises  in  the  skies  : 

Before  that  great,  Eternal  God, 
In  sweet  accord  their  voices  rise. 

Christ  in  the  gloomy  garden  prayed, 
Enough  to  melt  a  heart  of  stone  : 

11  Oh,  Father!  may  this  cup  depart — 
Yet,  nevertheless,  Thy  will  be  done." 


HYMN  43. 

When  night  had  spread  her  sable  veil, 
All  nature  hushed  in  silent  rest, 

The  powers  of  Hell  could  not  prevail, 
I  then  to  God  my  sins  confessed. 

Those  wicked  powers  so  oft  have  tried 
To  lead  my  wandering  feet  astray, 

At  times  through  faith  I  have  denied, 
And  tried  to  find  the  good  old  way. 

The  way  the  holy  prophets  went. 

That  narrow  path  that  leads  to  Heaven, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 

Where  all  that  walk  must  be  forgiven. 

I  hope  through 'faith  and  humble  prayer, 
With  strict  obedience  to  His  laws, 

To  find  my  heavenly  mansion  there, 
To  see  the  last  and  e^reat  first  cause. 


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HYMN  44. 

Whilst  in  the  days  of  health  and  youth. 
Trust  in  the  Lord,  embrace  the  truth, 

Then  at  that  last  and  awful  hour. 
He  will  guard  us  with  His  power. 

Our  years  on  Earth  will  soon  be  done, 
If  we  should  live  three-score  and  ten, 

Death  like  an  avalanche  may  glide, 
And  cut  us  off  in  youth  and  pride. 

Then  while  this  throbbing  heart  shail  beat, 
We  should  live  humble  at  His  feet ; 

Then  when  our  pilgrimage  shall  end, 
To  that  bright  Heaven  we  shall  ascend. 

To  shout  and  sing  before  His  throne, 
In  joy  supreme  before  unknown  ; 

That  heavenly  host  in  anthems  join, 
And  sing  the  song  that's  so  divine, 


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The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb, 
All  glory  to  the  Saviour's  name, 

Who  brought  salvation  from  the  skies, 
And  died  for  man,  a  sacrifice. 


HYMN  45. 

When  1  deplore  my  wretched  state, 
Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say  : 

11  Come  now,  before  it  is  too  late — 
Look  unto  me,  I  am  the  way. 

11  Look  unto  me  and  pray  in  faith, 
For  if  ye  ask  ye  shall  receive  ; 

These  words  to  man  My  Father  saith, 
To  all  the  world  that  will  believe." 

"  Look  unto  me  !  "  the  Lord  has  said, 
From  here  to  Earth's  remotest  bounds, 

11  Partake  My  heavenly  banquet  spread, 
Prepare  to  see  those  holy  grounds. 


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To  walk  those  bright,  celestial  streets. 
In  Paradise  where  glory  reigns — 

In  scenes  of  bliss  and  love  complete, 
To  sing  free  grace  in  joyful  strains. 


HYMN  46. 

August  and  awful  is  Thy  bar. 
Oh,  Thou  wise  and  Holy  God ! 

Thy  power  we  see  in  every  star. 

All  nature  speaks  Thy  name  abroad. 

Righteous  and  Holy  is  Thy  throne, 
And  boundless  is  Thy  love  and  grace ; 

The  Heavens  and  Earth  are  all  Thine  own, 
Pray  let  us  see  Thy  sacred  face. 

Thy  boundless  wisdom  has  prepared 
And  spread  for  man  a  nobler  feast ; 

If  we  repent  we  shall  be  spared 

To  dwell  with  Christ,  our  great  High 
Priest. 


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Thou  King  of  Kings  and  Lord  of  all, 
The  great,  first  cause  of  all  below, 

We  at  Thy  throne  for  mercy  call — 
May  we  Thy  great  salvation  know. 


HYMN  47. 

Behold,  how  Christ  our  Saviour  bled, 
On  Calvary's  mount  He  died  : 

"  It's  finished  now  !"  He  kindly  said — 
Here  Christ  was  crucified. 

Behold  the  place  with  solemn  thought, 
Where  Christ  the  Lamb  was  slain ; 

Our  pardon  there  He  dearly  bought, 
That  we  with  Him  might  reign. 

Strict  justice  by  His  blood  was  staid, 

The  Saviour  died  for  all ; 
For  man  upon  the  Cross  He  prayed, 

And  left  that  solemn  call : 


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"Repent,  oh  man  !  believe  in  me, 
Remembering  where  I  died ; 

Behold  the  Cross,  the  cruel  tree 
Where  I  was  crucified." 


HYMN  48. 

A  new  Commandment  give  I  unto  von.  that  ye    love  one 
another.    Joiix  13,  34. 

Firm  on  the  Gospel  pillars  stand 

The  Saviour's  last  and  great  command  : 

"Love  one  another  !"  He  kindly  said, 
"  Have  faith  in  me — be  not  afraid. 

"  Here  hang  the  Law  and  Prophets,  too, 
This  great  command  I  give  to  you, 

To  reign  in  Heaven  through  endless  day, 
My  mandates  here  you  must  obey." 

With  love  and  grace  the  Saviour  came. 

Hosanna  to  His  holy  name ; 
Our  souls  from  Hell  He  did  redeem, 

Salvation  was  His  dorious  theme. 


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"Love  one  another!"  he  said  to  all — 
This  was  His  last  and  dying  call : 

"  Now  walk  in  love  here,  hand  in  hand, 
And  keep  this  last,  My  great  command." 


HYMN  49. 

Remember  thy  Creator  in  the  days  of  thy  youth.    Eccl.  18,  3. 

To  little  children  Christ  has  said  : 

"  While  in  thy  young  and  tender  years, 

Have  faith  in  Me,  be  not  afraid, 
I'll  soothe  and  banish  all  thy  fears." 

So  I  must  read  His  sacred  truth, 

Improve  my  young  and  tender  mind  ; 

Fear  my  Creator  while  in  youth, 
That  gracious  God  to  me  so  kind. 

Oh,  teach  my  feeble  mind  to  pray. 
Direct  me  in  my  youthful  days 

To  mind  Thy  precepts  day  by  day, 
Teach  me  to  love  and  sing  Thy  praise. 


My  youthful  days  will  pass  away, 
And  vanish  like  the  morning  flower  ; 

Learn  me  while  young  to  watch  and  pray 
To  God  to  guard  me  with  His  power. 

May  I  remember  Christ  who  died  ; 

While  young,  prepare  to  meet  my  God  ; 
Show  me  the  path,  and  be  my  guide, 

The  path  my  loving  Saviour  trod. 

Should  I  be  spared  to  riper  years, 
Great  God  !  direct  me  here  in  life  ; 

Guard  me  secure  from  all  my  fears  ; 
Keep  me  from  envy,  sin  and  strife  ! 

And  when  my  mortal  days  are  past, 
My  journey  here  on  Earth  is  o'er, 

May  I  prove  worthy  here,  at  last, 
To  dwell  with  Thee  forever  more  ! 


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HYMN  50, 

Three  things,  oh  God  !  pray  let  me  learn  : 
Thy  love,  Thy  mercy,  and  Thy  grace  ; 

And  while  my  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
Prepare  to  see  that  holy  place. 

Oh  !  let  me  learn  Thy  sovereign  power, 

Thy  holy  mandates  to  obey  : 
Guard  and  direct  me  every  hour; 

Show  me  the  bright  and  holy  way ! 

That  joyous  path,  that  righteous  road, 
That  great  highway  of  holiness, 

To  yonder  Heaven,  our  God's  abode, 
Where  Angels  dwell  in  perfect  bliss. 

What  glorious  thoughts  my  mind  pervade, 
While  I  survey  God's  mighty. plan, 

And  think  how  justice  has  been  staid, 
To  save  the  fallen  race  of  man ! 


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HYMN  51. 

May  the  Lord  of  compassion,  of  mercy  and  love. 
Look  down  from  His  throne,  and  pity  our 
case  ! 
Look   down    from  the  regions   of   Heaven 
above. 
And  let  us  rejoice  in  the  smiles  of  His 
grace ! 

Ah,  why  should  I  wander,  an  alien  to  God, 
And  feed  on   the  failings   of  those  who 
profess, 
When  there  lies  the   path  that  our  Saviour 
has  trod  ? 
All  those  who  Walk   humbly,  he    surely 
will  bless. 

Christ  offers  me  pardon  for  all  that  is  past. 
If  I  will  embrace  Him  and  cleave  to  His 

Word  ; 
And  if  I  prove  faithful,  and  endure  to  the 

last, 


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A    crown    of  bright   glory  at   the  right 
hand  of  God. 

Such  joys  are  unbounded  in  every  degree  ; 

No  mortal  on  Earth  could  ever  contain  ; 
I  would  with  my  Saviour  in  Paradise  be, 

And  there  in  His  presence  forever  remain. 


HYMN   52. 

When  I  shall  read  God's  Holy  Word, 
And  sing  to  our  ascended  Lord, 

Soft  and  sweet  that  strain  will  be, 
Christ  Jesus,  when  I  sing  to  Thee ! 

Thus  while  1  sing  of  Calvary's  mount, 
Where  Jesus  died  on  man's  account, 
Those  thoughts  affecting  still  must  be, 
"  While  thus  I  sing  of  Calvary. 


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Now  while  I  view  the  path  He  trod, 

And  marked  the  way  with  His  own  blood, 

My  inward  power  shall  all  combine 
To  praise  a  name  that's  so  divine. 

But  oh,  alas  !  my  wicked  heart 
Oft  from  His  precepts  doth  depart ; 

Yet  still,  at  last,  I  hope  to  see 
His  face  through  all  Eternity. 


HYMN  53. 

Oh,  sinful  man  !  come,  lend  an  ear, 
And  hear  what  I  shall  say  : 

Who  dwell  in  sin  and  slavish  fear, 
Come  choose  the  better  way. 

Believe  in  Christ,  the  sinner's  friend  ; 

He'll  wash  away  your  stain  ; 
Forsake  thy  sins  ;  on  Him  depend, 

Eternal  life  to  gain. 


Have  faith  in  Christ,  and  hear  His  voice, 

And  pray  to  be  forgiven  ; 
With  Saints  and  Angels  then  rejoice, 

With  Him  above  in  Heaven. 

With  love  and  fear  approach  His  name, 
Confess  our  sins  before  His  face  ; 

To  rich  or  poor  He  is  the  same  ; 

He'll  save  us  with  His  boundless  grace. 


HYMN  54 

Shall  mortal  man  presume  or  dare 
To  take  his  Maker's  name  in  vain  ? 

By  Heaven  or  Earth  to  curse  or  swear  ? 
Lord,  save  my  soul  from  such  a  stain. 

To  swear  by  Heaven,  the  Throne  of  Goci, 
How  could  we  mortals  dare  presume  ? 

Thus  merit  the  vengeance  of  His  rod, 
Who  can  our  lives  and  souls  consume  ! 


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To  swear  by  Earth,  that  God  has  made, 
And  formed  by  His  Almighty  Hand! 

"  Swear  not  at  all  !"  He  kindly  said, 

But  mind  and  keep  this  great  command. 

How  could  my  lips  presume  to  swear, 
And  spread  their  awful  curses  round  ? 

With  wicked  tongue  pollute  the  air  ? 
Oh,  what  a  sad  and  mournful  sound  ! 


HYMN  55. 

God  hath  no  respect  of  person.     Rom.  9  ;  11. 

To  Thee,  Great  God  !  all  homage  due, 
From  all  on  Earth  and  all  in  Heaven  ; 

To  -Heathen,  Gentile,  and  the  Jew, 

Remission  free  through  Christ  is  driven. 

The  day  of  grace  is  passing  by, 
A  call  is  given  to  all  mankind  ; 

God's  trumpet  echoes  from  the  sky, 
And  warns  the  stupid,  deaf,  and  blind. 


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The  rich  and  poor  shall  hear  the  call, 
All  are  the  works  of  His  own  hands ; 

The  high,  the  low,  the  great  and  small, 
Must  learn  to  keep  His  great  commands. 

The  bond  and  free,  the  colored  slave, 
May  learn  to  love  and  praise  his  name  ; 

Secure  that  bliss  beyond  the  grave  ; 
The  Lamb  of  God  for  all  was  slain. 

The  ransom  paid  for  souls  like  me, 
The  Son  of  God  in  anguish  died, 

Condemned  and  murdered  on  the  tree, 
By  wicked  Jews  was  crucified. 

Oh,  if  my  heart  was  cold  as  lead, 
My  wounded  spirit  would  complain  ; 

Mine  eyes  the  tears  of  sorrow  shed, 
To  think  how  Christ  for  me  was  slain ! 

His  pains  and  anguish  ever  must 
At  times  affect  my  sinful  heart- ; 

I'll  pray  to  Him  in  whom  I  trust ; 
From  love  like  this  who  can  depart  ? 


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HYMN  56. 

Now,  Gracious  God  !  oh,  search  my  heart, 
To  me  Thy  love  and  grace  impart ; 

Forgive  my  sins,  subdue  my  pride, 

For  Thou  art  God,  there  is  none  beside. 

Our  Great  Messiah  to  Heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  we  fix  our  hopes  upon  ; 

If  He  should  hide  His  gracious  face^ 
How  sad  and  awful  is  our  case. 

Should  He  but  guard  us  with  His  power, 
And  keep  us  in  temptation's  hour, 

Though  Satan  rage  and  vent  his  spite, 
Our  God  will  save  His  heart's  delight 

Should  we  but  be  our  God's  delight, 

Sure  He.  would  guard  us  with  Hir-:  might ; 

Should  Satan  try  to  turn  our  feety 
Be  firm — his  words  are  foul  deceit. 

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HYMN   57, 

Amazed  I  stood  and  did  not  know 
Which  way  to  shun  the  road  to  woe. 

Until  my  Saviour  kindly  said : 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  be  not  afraid !  " 

Lo !  glad  I  come  to  Christ,  the  Lamb, 
The  Prince  of  Heaven,  the  great  I  Am, 

And  there  before  His  mercy  seat, 
A  tale  of  woes  I  did  repeat. 

I  told  Him  all  my  sore  distress, 
My  sin  and  shame  I  did  confess 

Before  that  God,  the  King  of  Saints, 
I  freely  told  my  sad  complaints. 

He  heard  my  cry  with  love  and  grace, 
He  viewed  my  sad  and  wretched  case  : 

Then  said  "  Through  faith,  thy  soul  shall 
live — 
Thy  sins  I  freely  all  forgive." 


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HYMN  58. 

When  I  survey  Thy  mercies,  Lord, 
And  view  Thy  blessings  o'er  and  o'er, 

My  passions  join  in  sweet  accord 
To  strive  to  pray  and  sin  no  more. 

To  sin  against  that  God  of  Heaven, 
Where  all  my  happiness  depends, 

How  can  I  hope  to  be  forgiven, 
Unless  I  try  to  make  amends. 

To  sin  against  that  God  of  Grace, 

His  Spirit  wont  always  strive  with  man, 

He  soon  may  hide  His  sacred  face, 
Oh,  then  embrace  Him  while  we  can, 

And  try  to  gain  His  love  below — 
Then  when  we  quit  this  mortal  frame, 

We  shall  to  joy  and  glory  go, 
And  shout  Hosanna  to  His  name. 


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HYMN  59. 

Oh,  Lord  !  convert  my  sinful  soul, 
Grant  me  Thy  blessing  from  above. 

And  all  my  inward  powers  control, 

Show  me  Thy  grace  and  pardoning  love. 

Give  me  a  place  with  Thee  on  High, 

Where  joys  immortal  bloom  ; 
May  I  prepare  before  I  die, 

And  enter  while  there  is  room. 

Tis  the  same  God  that  grants  the  feast, 

That  invites  us  all  to  come  : 
Come  to  the  Fount — the  waters  taste — 

Partake  while  there  is  room. 

Our  Incarnate  God  from  Heaven  He  came, 

Our  sin  and  guilt  He  bore  : 
Hosanna  to  His  Holy  Name, 

Henceforth  and  evermore  1 


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HYMN  60. 

"Go,  preach  repentance,  love  and  faith," 
These  words  to  man  the  Saviour  saith  ; 

Go,  tell  the  world  the  tempter's  loss, 

And  preach  remission  through  the  Cross. 

Go,  blow  the  Gospel  trump  afar, 

Proclaim  the  news,  the  morning  star. 

That  star  that  shone  far  in  the  east, 
That  brings  to  man  the  Gospel  feast. 

Go,  blow  theHrump  both  loud  and  shrill, 
His  Holy  mandates  thus  fulfil ; 

Go  preach  His  Gospel  far  and  wide, 
Tell  the  whole  world  the  Saviour  died. 

Go,  preach  to  all  my  Gospel  truth, 
Go,  warn  the  aged  and  the  youth, 

Go,  bear  thy  Cross  to  gain  thy  crown, 
And  break  the  powers  of  darkness  down. 


86 


HYMN  61. 

Oh,  Sinner,  where  will  you  appear, 
While  in  your  sin  and  wicked  way, 

If  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  should  hear 
Echo  the  last  and  final  day  ? 

Oh,  Sinner,  where  will  you  appear, 
If  Christ  your  Judge  should  call  ? 

Your  final  sentence  then  to  hear, 
Your  great  Eternal  all. 

Oh,  Sinner,  whither  wilt  thou  go 

To  find  thy  Spirit  rest  ? 
No  home  in  Heaven  or  Earth  below, 

No  place  amongst  the  blessed. 

Come  hither  !  seek  the  Saviour's  face, 

Before  it  is  too  late, 
And  plead  the  riches  of  His  grace, 

And  sit  at  Zion's  gate. 


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HYMN  62. 


Should  Earth  and  Hell  my  soul  oppose, 
And  Satan  try  to  spoil  my  peace, 

My  Saviour  here  my  sorrow  knows, 
And  bids  those  sinful  powers  to  cease. 

He  gives  the  weary  pilgrim  rest, 

While  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  wave, 
Gives  him  the  mansion  of  the  blessed, 

His  Heavenly  joys  beyond  the  grave. 


HYMN  63. 

Burthened  with  sin  to  Thee  I  come, 

Bound  to  Thy  tribunal  bar, 
Help  me  to  flee  Thy  wrath  to  come, 

To  worship  Christ,  the  Morning  Star. 

Make  plain  to  me  my  wretched  case, 
While  the  paths  of  sin  I  tread ; 

Grant  me  Thy  smiles,  Thy  saving'grace, 
May  I  partake  Thy  bounties  spread. 


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Thy  bounteous  hand  my  wants  supplies, 
Thy  power  sustains  my  fleeting  breath, 

Nothing  I  need  Thy  hand  denies — 

Oh !  save  me.  Lord,  from  sin  and  death. 

Nothing  on  Earth  beneath  the  sun, 
Can  fill  that  empty,  aching  void ; 

I  would  that  prize  of  glory  won, 

That  Heavenly  prize,  that  great  reward. 


HYMN  64. 

Behold,  where  God  our  Maker  reigns, 
The  Saints  arrayed  in  robes  of  white  ; 

They  sing  His  praise  in  joyful  strains, 
And  tune  their  harps  in  pure  delight. 

There  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

Clothed  in  majesty  and  light, 
The  Holy  Ghost,  there  three  in  one. 

The  Saints,  the  God-Head's  great  delight. 


S9 

With  Christ  the  Holy  Prophets  reign, 
Apostles,  Martyrs,  there  behold, 

Freed  from  sorrow,  sin  and  pain, 

They  dwell  in  joys  that  can't  be  told. 

There  dwell  with  God,  the  King  of  Heaven, 
Through  faith  their  souls  have  entered 
there  ; 
Their  souls  through    Christ  have  been 
forgiven, 
And  kept  by  His  Almighty  care. 


HYMN  65. 

In  tribulation  Paul  did  glory, 

And  preached  the  Saviour  crucified  ; 
He  told  the  world  that  pleasing  story, 

He  that  asks  is  not  denied. 

If  we  ask  the  lovely  Saviour, 
If  in  faith  we  shall  receive, 

He  bore  the  Cross  for  our  behavior, 
How  can  we  longer  disbelieve  ? 


90 

How  dare  we  longer  live  in  sin, 
And  all  His  counsels  still  deny  ? 

He  offers  now  to  take  us  in, 
While  the  Ark  is  passing  by 

Now  the  Saviour  stands  a  saying — 
"  Now  repent,  return  and  live  : 

Ye  can  come  through  faith  and  praying, 
He  that  comes  I  will  forgive." 


HYMN  66. 

He  that  feareth  God  and  worketh  Righteousness  ia  accepted. 

Vain  man  should  ever  fear  the  Lord, 
And  learn  to  do  His  Holy  will, 

To  read  and  mind  His  sacred  word, 
His  laws  and  precepts  thus  fulfil. 

With  faith  and  works  may  I  obtain 
Admission  there  with  Him  in  Heaven, 

Through  Christ's  atoning  blood  to  gain, 
That  precious  Gem  to  be  forgiven. 


91 

May  I  with  faith  and  love  be  found, 
And  fear  to  offend  that  gracious  God, 

In  realms  of  joy  I  shall  be  crowned, 
Saved  through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

Should  I  obtain  acceptance  there, 
My  soul  in  glory  then  would  be 

Free  from  trouble,  sin  and  care, 
And  all  the  Saints  and  Angels  see. 

Rejoicing  in  God's  saving  grace, 

To  sound  His  praise  while  ages  roll, 

Before  whom  Angels  veil  their  face, 

He  came  from  Heaven  to  save  man's  soul. 

With  joys  immortal,  love  complete, 
In  yonder  skies  that  place  of  bliss, 

To  shout  and  sing  at  Jesus's  feet, 
Can  1  obtain  a  place  like  this  ? 

A  place  with  Thee,  Great  God,  in  Heaven, 
And  strike  those  golden  harps  of  praise, 

To  shout  and  sing  my  sins  forgiven, 

At  Thy  right  hand  through  endless  days, 


92 


HYMN  67. 

Meditation  on  the   Great  and  Last  Change 

of  Man. 

When  I  shall  quit  this  Earthly  frame, 
And  go  to  God  who  gave  me  life, 

May  I  forever  praise  His  name, 
Freed  from  sorrow,  sin  and  strife  : 

And  there  before  His  smiling  face, 

With  Saints  and  Angels  sing  His  praise, 

Rejoicing  round  that  Throne  of  Grace, 
Redeemed    from    sin  through   endless 
days. 

God's  wondrous  love  and  saving  grace, 
His  own  dear  Son  a  ransom  sent, 

Who  died  and  suffered  in  our  place, 
Through  Him  He  calls  us  to  repent. 

"  Repent,"  he  says,  "  and  thou  shalt  live 
And  dwell  in  Paradise  with  me ; 

Confess  Thy  sins — I  will  forgive — 
My  face  in  glory  thou  shalt  see." 


93 

May  I  be  made  to  hear  His  voice, 
Choose  the  good  part  that  Mary  did  ; 

Let  me  not  make  that  wretched  choice, 
To  live  in  sin,  oh  God,  forbid. 

Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  be 
A  stranger  to  that  God  above  ; 

May  I  prepare  Thy  courts  to  see, 

In  that  bright  world  of  light  and  love- 

And  there  before  Thy  dazzling  throne, 
With  all  the  justified  sit  down  ; 

Thy  Son  the  wine-press  trod  alone, 
That  man  might  wear  a  starry  crown. 

Do  Thou  but  grant  me  this  request, 
To  sing  Thy  praise  on  Canaan's  shore ; 

There  dwell  in  Thine  eternal  rest, 
While  time  shall  be  and  be  no  more. 


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94 


HYMN  68. 

Our  lives,  how  short  a  midnight  dream, 
Pass  like  the  current  of  the  air, 

While  wealth  and  riches,  all  our  theme, 
Our  minds  absorbed  in  earthly  care. 

Oh,  should  the  Lord  that  sways  the  whole, 
Chastise  us  with  His  awful  rod. 

Kill  the  body — destroy  the  soul — 
Forbear,  we  pray,  Thou  Holy  God. 

Oh,  Lord  !  Thou  knowest  our  weak  estate ; 

We  can't  exist  without  Thy  power  ; 
For  joy  or  woe,  thy  sentence  wait, 

To  bloom  or  fade  at  every  hour. 

Guard  us  while  we  sojourn  here  ; 

Teach  us  Thy  grace,  Thy  love,  and  power 
To  pray  and  worship  in  Thy  fear  ; 

Prepare  us  for  that  final  hour. 


95 


HYMN  69. 

How  can  I  longer  dwell  in  sin, 
And  walk  the  downward  road  ? 

To  mend  my  ways,  I  would  begin, 
And  make  my  peace  with  God. 

The  Saviour  calls ;  I  must  obey, 
And  seek  that  heavenly  road, 

To  find  the  straight  and  narrow  way 
That  leads  to  His  abode. 

My  Maker  smiles,  and  bids  me  come, 
And  press  my  journey  on, 

The  way  to  my  eternal  home, 

Where  Christ  my  Saviour's  gone. 

How  can  my  heart  be  slothful  still, 

Refuse  that  better  part  ? 
Teach  me  Thy  love,  Thy  Holy  will, 

And  cheer  my  drooping  heart. 


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96 

How  can  my  thoughts  so  sinful  be, 
My  heart  so  dull  and  cold  ; 

My  mind  and  will,  so  prone  to  Thee, 
In  sin  to  be  so  bold  ? 

Now,  when  I  view  God's  mercies  o'er 

The  present  and  the  past, 
I  hope  to  reach  fair  Canaan's  shore, 

And  dwell  with  Him  at  last. 


HYMN  70. 

"Judge  Not,  lest  You  be  Judged" 

Oh,  judge  me  not  for  my  belief! 

If  the  heart  is  right,  I  ask  no  more  : 
The  heir  of  joy,  and  not  of  grief, 

My  soul  will  see  fair  Canaan's  shore. 

Judge  me  not,  I  say,  likewise  ; 

That  must  be  left  to  God  alone  : 
Then  pray  to  Him  in  yonder  skies, 

For  He  will  judge  and  save  His  own. 


97 

Lest  I  be  judged,  I  must  not  judge, 
But  try  to  dwell  in  peace  and  love  ; 

And  owe  no  man  a  party  grudge, 
But  pray  to  meet  them  all  above. 

Lest  I  be  judged,  I  will  refrain, 

And  place  my  all  on  God  in  Heaven  ; 

And  try  the  Saviour's  love  to  gain, 
And  pray  through  Him  to  be  forgiven. 

Christ's  mission  was  the  world  to  save, 
And  not  to  judge  the  human  race  ; 

So  on  the  Cross  His  life  He  gave, 

That^ve  might  dwell  before  His  face. 

Let  us  prepare  for  that  great  day, 

When  all  before  God's  face  must  stand  ; 

And  there  our  final  Judge  will  say  : 
"  Depart,  or  dwell  at  my  right  hand  !" 

Let  no  sectarian  strife  be  found, 
For  each  alone  must  stand  or  fall : 

Let's  search  the  Scripture,  round  and  round. 
While  on  His  name  for  help  we  call. 


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HYMN  71. 

All  Wise  and  Holy,  Righteous  God, 
Who  formed  the  Earth,  the   Heavens 
above, 

We  fear  the  vengeance  of  Thy  rod, 
Teach  us  to  know  Thy  grace  and  lave. 

We  hope  before  Thy  throne  to  bow, 
And  there  to  worship  at  Thy  feet  ; 

To  do  Thy  will,  Lord,  teach  us  how 
Here,  from  off  Thy  mercy  sea* 

Lord,  we  own  Thy  dealings  right, 
Yet  nature  shrinks  and  disobeys, 

While  mercy  is  Thy  great  delight, 
Oh,  how  mysterious  are  Thy  ways. 

Mercy,  thy  darling  attribute, 

Thy  justice  holds  and  wields  the  rod  ; 
How  dare  we  mortals  thus  dispute 

The  dealings  of  that  Holy  God. 


99 

Oh,  grant  us,  Lord,  that  great  desire, 
To  worship  there  before  Thy  throne  ; 

Oh,  warm  our  hearts  with  Holy  fire, 
And  there  to  seal  us  for  Thine  own. 


HYMN  72. 

The   Preacher's    Fareicell. 

Farewell,  ray  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
My  Saviour  calls  and  I  must  go 

To  preach  my  Great  Eedeemer's  word, 
While  I  sojourn  on  Earth  below. 

To  go  and  preach  the  joyful  news, 
Tell  it  to  Earth's  remotest  bounds. 

To  Heathen,  Gentile  and  the  Jews. 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found. 

Farewell,  those  youthful  children  dear, 
I  am  bound  for  foreign  lands  ; 

May  you  grow  up,  dwell  in  God's  fear, 
And  keep  His  great  commands. 


100 


And  while  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
Til  pray  for  those  I  left  behind ; 

I'll  trust  alone  in  God's  free  gTace, 
To  cheer  my  drooping,  lonely  mind. 


HYMN  73. 

Great  God  of  Heaven,  remember  me, 
And  when  my  earthly  course  is  done, 

Though  feeble,  weak,  and  small  I  be, 
May  I  be  saved  through  Christ,  Thy  Son. 

Father  of  Mercies,  hear  my  prayer, 
Guide  and  direct  me  all  my  days  ; 

Oh,  guard  me  with  Thy  tender  care, 
And  keep  my  feet  in  Wisdom's  ways. 

May  I  remember  Christ  who  died, 

And  pray  through  Him  with  faith  to 
Thee, 

And  try  that  Stone  the  Prophets  tried— 
At  last  Thy  Heavenly  mansions  see. 


101 

Jehovah,  teach  me  how  to  pray, 
Prepare  my  heart  to  do  Thy  will, 

And  guide  me  in  that  Heavenly  way, 
That  path  of  peace  to  Zion's  hill. 

Eternal  King,  I  would  desire 

To  walk  that  way  that  leads  to  life  ; 

Give  me  a  firm  and  strong  desire 
To  shun  the  ways  of  sin  and  strife. 

Great  God  of  Mercy  and  of  Power, 
Give  me  a  heart  and  mind  to  pray  ; 

May  I  improve  each  precious  hour, 
And  bear  my  Cross  from  day  to  day. 

And  when  my  course  is  finished  here, 
May  I  from  thence  to  Glory  go, 

Freed  from  sorrow,  sin  and  fear, 

There  all  Thy  blissful  joys  to  know. 

And  there  in  Heaven  at  Thy  right  hand, 
With  Saints  and  Angels  shout  and  sing 

In  that  abode — that  promised  land — 
With  praises  cause  the  Heavens  to  ring. 


102 


And  there  to  walk  those  blissful  plains, 
And  view  those  streets  and  gates  of  gold, 

Where  the  God  of  Hosts  and  Jesus  reigns, 
Such  joys  in  full  cannot  be  told. 


HYMN  74. 

"  I  am  the  Christ,  the  promised  Lord — 
Believe  in  me  !  "  the  Saviour  saith  : 

"  And  Heaven  shall  be  your  sure  reward, 
If  ye  but  come  to  me  in  faith. 

If  ye  will  come  with  hearts  sincere, 
And  lay  your  carnal  weapons  down, 

Thy  woful  case  I  then  will  hear, 

And  grant  Thy  head  a  dazzling  crown. 

Oh,  sinful  man,  give  ear  to  me, 
The  inquiring  soul  is  my  delight ; 

My  Heavenly  mansions  thou  shall  see, 
The  Saints  arrayed  in  robes  of  white." 


103 

Oh,  could  we  join  that  Heavenly  throng, 
Fain  would  our  longing  passions  rise  ; 

Redeeming  love  would  be  our  song, 
Beyond  the  blue  etherial  skies. 

Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
Redeemed  from  sin  through  endless  days, 

The  Saints  and  Angels  bid  them  come 
In  glory  there  to  sing  God's  praise. 


HYMN  75. 


Father,  we  pray  through  Christ,  Thy  Son, 

To  Thee,  to  be  forgiven  ; 
Teach  us  to  say  "  Thy  will  be  done 

On  Earth  as  'tis  in  Heaven. 

Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 
Our  debts  wilt  Thou  forgive  ;  " 

This  prayer  on  Earth  our  Saviour  said, 
That  we  might  pray  and  live. 


104 

Great  God,  we  own  the  power  is  thine — 

To  Thee  all  glory  give  ; 
Our  heart  and  will  to  Thee  resign — 

We  would  partake  and  live. 


HYMN  76. 

Duet  thou  art  and  unto  dust  thou  shall  reform.    Geo*  3,  IK 

Dust  thou  art,  poor  feeble  man, 
And  unto  dust  thou  shalt  return  ; 

Thy  days,  alas,  seem  but  a  span — 
Then  strive  thy  future  state  to  learn. 

Be  wise  and  make  that  better  choice, 
And  choose  the  road  that  leads  to  Heaven, 

Give  God  thine  heart  and  hear  His  voice, 
And  pray  through  Christ  to  be  forgiven. 

Since  dust  thou  art,  thou  must  contend 
With  sorrow,  pains,  and  ills  in  life ; 

Then  pray  to  Christ,  the  Sinner's  friend, 
To  keep  you  safe  from  sin  and  strife. 


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And  when  thy  days  are  finished  here, 
May  this  thy  happy  portion  be  : 

Freed  from  sorrow,  sin  and  fear, 
And  all  the  Saviour's  glory  see. 

Christ  Eternal,  Prince  of  Peace, 

May  we  Thy  grace  and  mercy  kno  v. 

And  reign  with  Thee  where  sorrows  cease, 
Oh,  guard  us  safe  while  here  below. 

May  we  Thy  precepts  keep  while  here, 
Teach  us  repentance,  faith  and  love  : 

Guide  and  direct  us  in  Thy  fear, 

Show  us  that  path  to  Heaven  abov<\ 

Prepare  us  here  for  Judgment  day, 

Where  all  the  dead,  both  small  and  gr»  at. 

Come  forth  where  God  himself  shall  say, 
And  fix  their  last  and  final  state. 


0* 


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HYMN  77, 

Thy  Throne  of  Glory,  Mighty  King, 
In  Thine  abode,  that  Heaven  above, 

Where  Saints  and  Angels  shout  and  sing 
The  wonders  of  Thy  boundless  love-* 

Father  of  Mercies,  God  Supreme, 
Oh,  condescend  to  lend  an  ear ; 

Our  days,  alas,  are  like  a  dream, 
Burthened  with  sin  and  slavish  fear, 

Lord,  we  implore  Thy  matchless  grace 
To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  death  : 

As  sinners,  born  of  Adam's  race, 
We  ask  it  with  our  latest  breath. 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  don't  refuse, 
But  pardon  all  our  follies  past, 

And  like  that  race,  Thy  chosen  Jews, 
Bring  us  safely  in  at  last* 


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HYMN   78. 
A  View  of  Heaven,  or  the  New  Jerusalem. 

Who  can  describe  that  Holy  City, 
Where  the  ransomed  dwell  on  high  ? 

There  dwells  the  Father,  full  of  pity, 
And  Christ,  the  loving  Saviour,  nigh. 

Oh,  Heaven  !  that  holy  habitation, 
Where  the  Saints  in  glory  reign  ; 

The  rich  or  poor,  in  every  station, 
Can  this  prize  through  faith  obtain. 

Hail !  ye  happy,  happy  spirits, 
.  Who  through  faith  have  entered  there  ; 
That  glorious  bliss  thou  shalt  inherit, 
Freed  from  sorrow,  sin  and  care. 

Hail !  Thou  glorious,  mighty  Saviour ! 

God  of  Love  and  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
May  we  obtain  Thy  love  and  favor, 

Thy  kindness  cause  our  doubts  to  cease. 


10S 

Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory, 
Where  those  raptured  spirits  dwell  ? 

That  Golden  City  lies  before  thee  ; 
The  joys  of  Heaven  no  one  can  tell. 

There  the  Saints  and  Angels  singing, 
And  praising  God  in  loudest  strains  ; 

The  Heavenly  Courts  with  praises  ringing 
Sweet  music  o'er  those  Heavenly  Plains, 

Holy  is  the  God  of  Heaven  ; 

Jesus  died  mankind  to  save, 
That  we  through  Him  might  be  forgiven, 

His  life  a  ransom  freely  gave. 

Oh  !  my  heart  would  oft  rebuke  me, 
And  tell  how  slothful  I  have  been  ; 

May  I  set  out  anew  to  serve  Thee, 
From  this  glad  hour  I  would  begin. 


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HYMN  79.     Isaiah— Chapter  11. 

All  flesh,  like  grass,  must  fade  and  die, 
And  wither  like  the  morning  flower  ; 

We  soon  may  heave  that  parting  sigh  ; 
How  should  we  view  that  dreadful  hour  ! 

All  flesh,  like  grass,  may  bloom  and  thrive, 
Yet  fall  before  the  noon-day  sun  ; 

The  dead  and  gone  were  once  alive  ; 

Our  course,  like  theirs,  will  soon  be  done. 

All  flesh  may  bloom,  yet  doomed  to  meet, 
And  wither  like  the  blasted  rose  ; 

The  grave,  or  robe,  or  winding-sheet, 
Their  last  remains  in  death  must  close. 

We  mortals  bloom,  then  fade  and  die  ; 

Our  souls  ascend  before  His  throne, 
In  glory  there  to  dwell  on  high, 

Should  Christ  but  claim  us  as  His  own. 


no 


HYMN    80. 

Great  God  !  prepare  us  all  for  death ; 

Be  with  us  through  life's  stormy  way ; 
Give  us  that  faith,  that  praying  breath, 

That  leads  to  life  and  brighter  day. 

Thy  throne  of  light,  Thy  heavenly  fount, 
Where  all  may  come  and  share  Thy  love, 

On  Zion's  bright  and  holy  mount, 

There  view  by  faith  the  Heavens  above. 

Thy  boundless  mercy,  Righteous  God  ! 

Offered  to  all  the  human  race ; 
All  those  that  read  and  trust  Thy  Word, 

Will  share  the  riches  of  Thy  grace. 

In  vain  we  mortals  toil  below, 

For  bliss  in  vain  on  Earth  is  sought ; 

May  we  Thy  love,  Thy  kindness  know, 
In  truth  to  worship  as  we  ought* 


Ill 


HYMN    SI. 

Great  God  of  mercy,  love  and  power ! 

Who  made  the  Earth,  the  Heavens  above, 
Be  with  us  in  death's  awful  hour, 

Prepare  our  souls  for  light  and  love. 

Prepare  us  all  for  that  bright  world, 
In  Paradise  with  Thee  to  reign  ; 

When  Time  is  to  destruction  hurled, 
Our  trembling  souls  wilt  thou  sustain. 

Oh,  Lord !  protect  us  through  those  scenes, 
When  Time  shall  cease  at  Thy  command ; 

Thy  wisdom  has  procured  the  means 
To  bear  us  safe  at  Thy  right  hand. 

If  we  embrace  Thy  Son,  who  died, 
And  gave  His  life,  that  we  might  live, 

Thy  grace  how  can  we  be  denied  ? 
Forgive  our  sins,  oh,  God  !  forgive  I 


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HYMN  82. 
A   View  of  Heaven. 

Who  can  paint  the  joys  in  Heaven, 

Or  sketch  those  scenes  of  pure  delight, 

When  a  sinner  is  forgiven, 

And  brought  from  darkness  into  liofht! 

Shout,  ye  Saints  !  now  there  in  glory  : 
Sing  salvation  through  the  sky  ; 

Ye  Seraphs  !  tell  that  pleasing  story, 
How  Christ  for  sinners  once  did  die  ! 

Ye  myriads  !  sing  and  shout  Hosanna, 
Without  cessation,  day  or  night; 

Arise,  ye  Saints  !  and  spread  your  banner, 
For  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

We  read  that  joy  is  great  in  Heaven, 
When  a  repenting  sinner  flies 

To  Christ,  and  prays  to  be  forgiven, 
And  views  God's  glory  in  the  skies. 


113 

But  Satan,  with  his  sly  persuasion, 
Tries  to  mar  and  spoil  our  peace  ; 

Watch  and  guard,  with  strict  evasion, 
And  Christ  will  cause  our  doubts  to  cease. 

Jerusalem,  that  Holy  City, 
Permit  our  feet  to  enter  there  ; 

View  us  on  Earth  with  love  and  pity, 
And  guide  us  safe  from  every  snare. 

Oh;  grant  us,  Lord  !  that  Crown  of  Glory, 
In  Heaven  before  Thy  face  to  sing ; 

And  shout  Hosannas  there  before  Thee, 
With  praises  to  our  Heavenly  King. 

Such  joys  with  fear  we  oft  would  mention  ; 

Alas  !  how  can  we  be  denied  ? 
We  will  bury  strife  and  all  contention, 

And  view  by  faith  Christ's  bleeding  side. 


114 


HYMN  83. 

One  evening,  while  musing  on  God's  mercy 
and  love, 
I  viewed  his  compassion  and  goodness  to 
me; 
Those  scenes  of  bright  glory  in  the  Heavens 
above, 
Through  the  plan  of  redemption,  I  hope 
I  shall  see. 

"  I  would  not  live  alway,"  the  wise  man  has 
said  ; 
Yet  a  crown  of  bright  glory  we  hope  to 
obtain, 
Given  us  by  our  Maker,  and  placed  on  our 
head, 
In  life-love  and  glory  forever  remain. 

The  thoughts  of  salvation  shall  solace  those 
hours 
That  God  has  allotted  to  me  here  below, 


115 

And  help  to  enlarge  and  strengthen  those 
powers, 
To  fulfil  the  end  my  Redeemer  to  know. 

My  Redeemer  to  know  in  those  mansions 
above, 
To  dwell  with  my  Maker  eternity  round, 
And  sing  Hallelujah,  all  glory  and  love, 
With  anthems  of  praise  make  the  Heavens 
resound. 


HYMN   84. 

The  day  will  come  when  I  must  die, 
And  go  to  God,  who  dwells  on  high  ; 

Oh,  may  my  Saviour  then  exclaim  : 

"  Here  comes  a  Saint  —  I  own  his  name  ! 

11  He  owned  my  name  in  yonder  world, 
Where  all  the  powers  of  sin  were  hurled  ; 

He  bore  his  Cross  to  gain  a  crown  ; 
At  my  right  hand  he  shall  sit  down." 


116 

When  pain  shall  rack  this  mortal  frame, 
Then  may  I  trust  in  Jesus's  name  ; 

And  when  I  pass  Death's  awful  door, 
May  I  be  safe  on  Canaan's  shore  ! 

I  soon  must  pass  from  hence  away, 
And  meet  the  last  and  final  day  : 

Oh,  God  !  sustain  my  faith  in  Thee  ; 
Let  me  Thy  face  in  glory  see  ! 

When  friends  stand  round  my  dying  bed, 
To  hold  my  hands  and  aching  head, 

Oh,  Christ !  be  pleased  to  take  my  soul, 
To  dwell  with  Thee  while  ages  roll ! 


HYMN  85. 

Great  God  of  Heaven  !  who  formed  the  Earth, 
Gave  every  creature  life  and  birth, 

Oh,  condescend  to  hear  our  prayer ; 
Let  us  behold  Thy  glories  there. 


117 

Lord  !  save  us  with  Thy  boundless  grace, 
Permit  us  there  before  Thy  face, 

Where  all  the  Saints  in  glory  dwell, 

Redeemed  through  Christ  from  Death  and 
Hell. 

Redeemed  from  sin,  in  heavenly  bliss, 

What  could  we  ask  Thee  more  than  this  ! 

Where  Jesus  reigns  and  Angels  sing, 
Sweet  anthems  to  our  Heavenly  King. 

Hosanna,  praise  and  glory  be, 

Great  God  of  Mercy  !  unto  Thee  ; 

From  all  on  Earth,  and  Saints  in  Heaven, 
Be  honor,  thanks  and  glory  given ! 


HYMN  86. 

Could  I  behold  that  wondrous  tree, 
On  which  the  Lord,  my  Saviour,  died  ; 

He  paid  the  debt,  the  penalty  ; 
By  murderous  Jews  was  crucified, 


118 

He  on  the  Cross  the  ransom  paid ; 

He  tasted  death,  that  we  might  live  ; 
The  great  atonement  there  He  made, 

There  asked  His  Father  to  forgive. 

"  Father,  forgive  them  !"  there  He  prayed, 
With  His  last,  expiring  breath ; 

Provision  ample  there  was  made, 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  death. 

Christ  has  redeemed  from  sin  and  woe, 
By  pain  and  anguish  on  the  tree  ; 

He  that  repents,  to  Heaven  may  go, 
And  be  forever  free. 

In  Heaven,  before  the  Saviour's  face, 
Being  purchased  by  His  blood, 

Rejoicing  round  that  Throne  of  Grace, 
Before  that  righteous  God. 


119 


HYMN  87. 

Father  in  Heaven!  the  Widow's  God, 
The    Christian's   Guide,  the  Orphan's 
Friend, 

Unfold  the  beauties  of  Thy  Word, 
Teach  us  our  great,  our  final  end  ! 

Father  of  Light !  we  freely  own, 
How  weak  and  feeble,  frail  we  are  ; 

Our  wants  to  Thee  we  would  make  known, 
And  pray  for  Thy  protecting  care. 

Thou  God  of  Jacob  !  Lord  of  All ! 

Before  whose  altar  Kings  must  bow, 
And  on  Thy  sacred  name  must  call  ; 

To  do  Thy  will,  oh,  teach  us  how  ! 

Thou  Rock  of  Ages  !  Source  of  Love  ! 

How  can  we  longer  thus  delay  ? 
Show  us  Thy  courts,  Thy  throne  above, 

And  guide  us  in  that  holy  way. 


120 


HYMN  SS. 

Could  I  possess  that  lamb-like  soul 
That  Christ,  my  Saviour  had, 

My  fleeting  days  I  would  control, 
And  never  more  be  sad. 

His  love  to  man  —  poor  fallen  man  — 

Before  he  should  be  lost, 
He  did  fulfil  his  Father's  plan, 

Not  minding  what  it  cost. 

Now  if  my  life  will  pay  the  debt, 

The  same  I'll  freely  give ; 
He  shant  be  lost  for  want  of  that, 

Let  him  repent  and  live. 

Such  love  as  this  sure  has  no  bounds, 

No  parallel  is  given  ; 
Before  whom  Angels  cast  their  crowns, 

And  all  the  Host  of  Heaven. 


121 
HYMN  89. 

Swear  not  at   all.      Mat.  5,  C4, 

Shall  feeble  man  of  flesh  and  blood, 
Presume  to  swear  by  Heaven  or  Earth, 

In  presence  of  that  Holy  God 

Who  hath  preserved  him  since  his  birth  ? 

Swear  not  by  Heaven,  the  Bible  saith. 

For  that's  God's   bright  and   dazzling 
Throne  : 
But  pray  to  Him  with  fervent  faith 

To  guard  and  save  you  as  His  own. 

Swear  not  by  Earth,  the  Scriptures  say. 

For  that's  God's  footstool,  there  we  read  : 
But  keep  that  straight  and  narrow  way. 

And  pray  for  help  in  time  of  need. 

By  Jerusalem  thou  shah  not  swear — 
There  dwells  our  Great,  Eternal  King  ; 

But  pray  through  Christ  to  enter  there, 
And  there  the  Son?  of  Moses  sin?. 


122 

Thus  by  Thy  Head  thou  shalt  not  swear, 
God  formed  thy  image  with  delight ; 

We  cannot  breathe  without  His  care, 
Or  change  one  hair  from  black  to  white. 

Who  can  desire  to  curse  and  swear, 
Or  make  such  wickedness  their  theme  ? 

How  could  my  sinful  passions  dare 

With  wicked  lips  God's  name  blaspheme  ? 

Since  God  has  said  thou  must  not  swear, 
Forbear,  oh  man,  don't  be  profane  ; 

Oh,  guard  thy  tongue  and  lips  with  care, 
And  never  take  God's  name  in  vain. 


HYMN   90. 

How  false,  vain  man,  are  all  things  here, 
Like  golden  dreams  of  joy  they  fly — 

Our  days,  our  months,  each  fleeting  year, 
On  Time's  swift  wings  are  passing  by. 


123 

While  onward,  onward,  still  we  move 
Toward  that  last  and  trying  hour, 

Grant  us,  oh  Lord,  Thy  pardoning  love, 
And  shield  us  with  Almighty  power. 

Keep  us  from  sin  and  foul  deceit, 
From  arrogance  and  haughty  pride  ; 

Direct  our  mind  and  guard  our  feet, 
Let  us  not  faint  or  turn  aside. 

Let  us  pursue  that  glorious  way 
Of  Heavenly  bliss  to  glory  bright, 

And  keep  in  view  from  day  to  day, 
That  precious  gem — the  Gospel  light. 


HYMN  91. 

Hark  !  hear  my  voice  !  the  Saviour  cried  ; 

For  unto  you,  oh  man,  I  call ; 
Behold  my  wounds,  for  thee  I  died — 

I  am  thy  Great  Eternal  All. 


124 

Hark  !  hear  my  voice  !  ye  fallen  race — 
Eepent,  and  make  thy  peace  with  God  ; 

If  ye  would  dwell  before  my  face, 
This  path  the  dying  martyrs  trod. 

Hark !  hear  my  voice  !  do  not  delay — 
Fulfil  my  mandates  here  in  life  ; 

I  am  the  Truth,  the  Light,  the  Way, 
The  Way  that  leads  from  sin  and  strife. 

Hark !  hear  my  voice  !  oh,  man  of  sin, 
Now  while  the  Ark  is  passing  by  ; 

Through  faith  thy  soul  shall  enter  in — 
Turn  unto  me — why  will  ye  die  ? 


HYMN  92. 

High  on  the  Cross  the  Saviour  died, 
While  all  exposed  to  public  view ; 

"  Father,  forgive  them,"  there  He  cried, 
11  For  they  know  not  what  they  do." 


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The  Saviour  there  in  anguish  prayed — 
"Father,  forgive  this  murderous  host  : 

It's  done  and  finished  !  "  thus  He  said — 
He  bowed  His  head,  gave  up  the  Ghost. 

For  us  the  Lamb  of  God  was  slain, 
It  was  there  the  Prince  of  Glory  died ; 

He  tasted  death,  then  rose  again, 
His  Father's  name   He  glorified. 

wMy  task  is  finished  now  !  "  he  cried  : 
"  For  man,  the  ransom  I  have  paid ; 

Behold  my  wounds!  see  how  I  died  ! 
Come  taste  my  joys,  be  not  afraid." 


HYMN  93. 

Great  God  !  before  Thy  mercy  seat, 
We  would  desire  to  state  our  case — 

To  bow  ourselves  before  Thy  feet, 

And  plead  for  mercy  through  Thy  grace. 


126 

Before  Thy  throne  we  would  appear, 
And  humbly  ask  Thee  to  forgive ; 

Wilt  Thou  our  sad  petition  hear, 

May  we  through  Christ  return  and  live. 

Before  that  Wise  and  Righteous  God, 
We  plead  for  pardon  through  Thy  grace. 

Show  us  the  path  Thy  Saints  have  trod, 
Let  us  behold  Thy  sacred  face. 

In  that  bright  worlds  where  Angels  dwell, 
Permit  our  souls  to  enter  there, 

And  there  Thy  love  and  mercy  tell, 
Kept  and  guarded  by  Thy  care. 


HYMN  94. 

Christ  the  Chief  Head,  the  Corner  Sto?ie. 

On  Earth  our  Saviour  was  denied, 
He  whom  I  placed  my  hopes  upon  : 

The  Stone  that  all  the  Prophets  tried, 
To  scenes  of  glory  now  is  gone. 


127 

Christ  is  the  Head,  the  Corner  Stone, 
A  shadowing  rock  in  a  weary  land  ; 

He  trod  the  wine  press  here  alone, 

Now  dwells  in   Heaven  at  God's  right 
hand. 

This  Stone  the  builders  did  deny, 
The  Jews  denied  and  set  at  nought ; 

Let's  place  our  hopes,  our  hearts,  and  try 
To  live  and  worship  as  we  ought. 

And  build  our  house  upon  that  Rock, 

There  winds  may  howl  and  billows  roar, 

We  shall  be  safe  and  stand  the  shock, 
While  time  now  is  and  is  no  more. 

Don't  let  us  build  upon  the  sand, 

Where   winds   may    shake    or    floods 
destroy ; 

That  Rock  thereon  Immanuel's  land — 
There  rest  our  hope,  our  heart,  our  joy. 

"  I  am  the  Rock,"  the  Saviour  saith  : 
"  Believe  on  me,  ye  shall  not  fail ; 

Press  on  !  "  he  cries,  "  with  love  and  faith, 
And  Satan's  plans  shall  not  prevail." 


128 

Lord,  place  my  feet  upon  that  Kock, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  every  ill ; 

Teach  me  to  love  Christ's  chosen  flock. 
To  know  and  do  Thy  Holy  will. 


HYMN    95. 

Great  is  the  Lord,  the  God  of  Hosts, 

"Who  made  the  Earth,  the  Heavens  above, 

Great  is  the  Son,  the  Holy  Ghost, 
All  one  eternal  source  of  love. 

How  wondrous  was  the  Father's  plan, 
To  save  from  sin  and  endless  woe  ; 

To  save  that  noble  creature,  man, 

Who  now  through   Christ  to  Heaven 


may  go. 


His  great  Omniscient,  powerful  Hand, 
That  made  the  sun  to  shine  by  day ; 

The  planets  move  at  His  command, 
The  starry  Heavens  that  God  obey. 


129 

Great  God  !  we  own  the  power  is  Thine. 

And  hope  to  dwell  in  Thine  abode  ; 
Our  feeble  powers  Ave  would  resign 

To  Thee,  thou  just  and  Holy  God. 


HYMN  96. 

When  death  shall  end  my  journey  her^\ 
And  all  my  sorrows  have  an  end, 

My  friends  shall  shed  the  parting  tear, 
Wilt  Thou  be  mine  eternal  friend  ' 

Wilt  Thou  sustain  my  mortal  soul, 
And  take  me  home  to  realms  of  I 

To  dwell  with  Thee  while  ages  roll  ? 
What  could  I  ask  Thee  more  than  this 

I  would  repent  while  here  below, 

And  gain  my  Great  Redeemer's  love  ; 

Then  after  death  my  soul  will  go 
To  Heaven  as  spotless  as  a  dove. 

6* 


130 

My  Maker  smiles  and  bids  me  come, 
The  Saviour  saith,  "  I  am  the  way — 

The  way  to  Thine  eternal  home — 
The  glorious  path  to  brighter  day." 


HYMN   97. 

Look  unto  rac,  all  ye  ends  of  tbe  Earth,  and  te  ye  saved.  Isaiah  45,  22. 

Look  unto  me,  poor  sinful  man, 
And  bow  before  My  mercy  seat, 

And  make  thy  peace  now  whilst  you  can, 
Oh,  then  thy  joys  will  be  complete. 

Come  unto  me,  the  Father  saith, 
For  I  am  God,  there's  none  beside; 

Confess  thy  sins  and  pray  in  faith, 
For  such  as  those  are  not  denied. 

Poor  wandering  souls  give  ear  to  me, 
From  thence  to  Earth's  remotest  bounds, 

Come  taste  my  joys,  my  glories  see, 

And  view  thy  Saviour's  bleeding  wounds. 


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All  can  be  saved  that  dwell  below, 

Should  they  give  ear  and  thus  repent : 

They  can  through  prayer  to  glory  go, 
]ly  faith  in  Him  whom  I  have  sent. 


HYMN   9S. 

Christ,  the  Lord,  our  Saviour's  name, 
On  Him  our  hopes  of  Heaven  depend, 

To  save  mankind  from  Heaven  he  came, 
The  sinner's  great  and  glorious  friend. 

God  sent  His  Son  the  debt  to  pay, 
When  man  had  fell  in  dark  estate  ; 

Then  Christ  appeared  to  show  the  way, 
The  road  that  leads  to  Zion's  gate. 

Eternal  Goodness,  Lord  Supreme, 
The  Corner  Stone,  the  Great  I  Am, 

Our  souls  from  Hell  He  did  redeem, 
We'll  shout  Hosanna  to  His  name. 


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When  we  repeat  the  Saviour's  name, 
What  thrilling  thoughts  of  love  divine, 

To  think  He  once  from  glory  came, 
To  save  this  sinking  soul  of  mine. 

My  feeble  tongue  knows  no  restraint, 
Nor  words  can  tell  His  dying  love ; 

He  hears  the  sinner's  sad  complaint, 
Shows  him  the  way  to  worlds  above. 


HYMN  99. 

A  Vieiu  of  the   Goodness  of  God. 

When  I  survey  Thy  goodness,  Lord, 
And  think  how  sinful  I  have  been, 

My  passions  say  with  one  accord, 
To  live  anew  I  would  begin — 

And  try  to  walk  in  Wisdom's  ways, 
And  bend  my  course  for  Zion's  hill, 

To  pray  and  serve  Thee  all  my  days, 
With  strict  obedience  to  Thy  will. 


133 

Could  I  but  see  that  Holy  place, 

And  view  with  joy  the  promised  land, 

There  see  my  Saviour  face  to  face, 
To  shout  and  sing  at  His  right  hand. 

Enough,  enough,  my  soul  would  say, 
Those  joys  eternal,  how  sublime  ; 

How  could  I  lose  one  single  day, 
Or  waste  away  my  precious  time. 

Father  of  Mercies,  guide  my  feet, 

Teach  me  the  way  that  leads  to  bliss  ; 

Hear  us  while  on  Thy  Mercy's  seat, 
Deny  us  not  a  boon  like  this. 

Great  God  of  Glory  and  of  Power, 
Keep  us  from  folly,  sin  and  strife  ; 

Be  with  us  in  a  dying  hour, 

Show  us  the  path  that  leads  to  life. 

And  when  our  earthly  course  is  done, 
Our  pilgrimage  is  finished  here, 

May  we  that  prize  of  glory  win, 
Our  souls  be  free  from  everv  fear. 


134 

Through  Christ  we  make  this  great  request, 
To  sing  redemption  through  the  sky, 

With  Saints  in  Thine  eternal  rest, 
In  scenes  of  glory  far  on  high. 


HYMN  100. 

How  short  our  days — our  fleeting  years 
Ride  swiftly  on  the  car  of  time  ; 

Our  Saviour  smiles  to  soothe  our  fears, 
And  cheer  this  sinful  soul  of  mine. 

Christ  and  the  Father  both  agree 
In  one  unbounded  strain  of  love, 

Eternal  wisdom  did  foresee 

That  plan  to  save  our  souls  above. 

When  Adam  sinned  and  fell  from  grace, 
God  showed  His  great  and  mighty  plan, 

The  Saviour  then  unveiled  His  face, 
And  gave  His  life  for  wretched  man. 


135 

Man  was  redeemed  from  sin  and  shame, 
Christ  blessed  and  claimed  us  for  His 
own ; 

For  those  that  trust  His  Holy  name, 
He  trod  the  wine  press  here  alone. 


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HYMN  101. 

Could  I  but  view  that  glorious  place, 
Where  all  the  Saints  and  Angels  dwell, 

There  view  my  Maker's  Throne  of  Grace, 
What  scenes  of  Glory  I  could  tell  ! 

There  all  those  heavenly  beauties  see, 
What  wonders  then  I  should  behold  ! 

There  be  with  Christ  forever  free, 

And  walk  those  happy  streets  of  gold. 

There  view  the  robes  and  crowns  they  wear, 
There  see  that  heavenly  glittering  host, 

To  dwell  with  God,  my  Maker,  there, 
And  Christ,  the  Son,  and  Holv  Ghost. 


136 

There  view  my  Maker's  Throne  of  Light, 
And  see  my  Saviour  there  above  ; 

Those  scenes  of  joy  and  pure  delight, 
All  swallowed  up  in  light  and  love. 


HYMN  102. 

Lord,  at  Thy  Temple  we  appear, 
And  bow  before  Thy  mercy-seat ; 

Burthened  with  sin  and  slavish  fear, 
Forgive  us,  now,  we  do  entreat ! 

Forgive  us,  Lord  !  aloud  we  pray, 
While  we  before  Thy  justice  stand  ; 

Show  us  the  straight  and  narrow  way, 
The  path  that  leads  to  ImmanueFs  land. 

Press  on  !  saith  Christ :  Prove  faithful  then, 
And  lay  thy  carnal  weapons  down  ; 

The  heavenly  host  will  shout  amen  ! 
Thy  head  shall  gain  a  starry  crown. 


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137 

March  on  !  saith  Christ:  With  faith  to  see 
That  glittering  robe  prepared  for  you  ; 

In  glory  bright  thy  soul  shall  be, 

When  thou  hast  bid  this  world  adieu. 

Gird  on  thy  sword  ;  don't  be  afraid  ! 

The  humble  soul  is  my  delight  ; 
Take  up  thy  Cross  ;  be  not  dismayed  ; 

For  thou  shalt  walk  with  me  in  white. 

Before  God's  dazzling  throne  above, 
I  shall  delight  to  own  and  bless ; 

There  Saints  and  Angels  dressed  in  love, 
Those  joys  complete  thou  shalt  possess. 

Where  joys  immortal  Heaven  complete, 
Before  God's  Throne  to  shout  and  sing ; 

There  bow  and  worship  at  His  feet, 
And  make  those  heavenly  regions  ring. 


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HYMN   103. 

Come,  poor  sinners  !  dark  benighted  ! 

Whom  the  Scriptures  seldom  read  ; 
Your  fond  hopes  may  soon  be  blighted  ; 

Come,  this  day,  choose  whom  you  need. 

Choose  thy  bleeding,  dying  Saviour; 

He  for  you  hath  suffered  shame  ; 
Once  He  died  for  your  behavior  ; 

Return,  oh,  Man  !  and  praise  His  name. 

Oh,  ye  sinners  !  pressed  with  sorrow, 
Hear  thy  Saviour's  dying  call ; 

Don't  delay  or  trust  the  morrow, 
But  think  of  thine  Eternal  All. 

Now  the  Saviour  stands  a-pleading, 
Before  His  Father's  Throne  on  high 

There  in  Heaven  now  interceding  ; 
Sinner,  turn  !  why  will  ve  die  ? 


139 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy  ! 

Come,  and  try  God's  love  and  grace  ! 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you  ; 

What  a  glorious  hiding-place  ! 

Then,  come,  thou  loving,  mighty  Saviour  ! 

King  Eternal  !  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Come,  oh,  Lord  !  and  reign  forever  ! 

Then  will  all  contention  cease. 


HYMN    104. 

Now  unto  Thee,  great  God  of  Heaven, 

Who  knows  our  thoughts,  our  will  and  mind, 

Be  honor,  praise  and  glory  given, 
For  Thou  art  merciful  and  kind. 

Why  should  our  hearts  so  slothful  be, 
So  dull  and  cold  to  Thee,  our  God? 

Thy  love.  Thy  grace,  Thy  mercies  free, 
To  all  who  trust  Thy  Holy  Word. 


140 

Now,  Lord  !  our  great,  our  firm  desire 
We  raise  to  Thee  before  Thy  throne 

Oh,  warm  our  hearts  with  sacred  fire, 
And  ever  seal  us  for  Thine  own. 


HYMN  105. 

Could  I  ascend  to  God  on  high, 

There  bow  and  praise  His  holy  name, 

And  sing  salvation  through  the  sky, 
There  shout  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  ! 

What  scenes  of  grandeur  there  above  ! 

To  dwell  before  my  Maker's  face, 
There  clothed  in  righteousness  and  love, 

And  taste  the  riches  of  His  grace. 

That  great,  that  shining  host  to  see, 
Of  every  nation,  tongue,  and  kin ; 

To  be  with  Christ  in  glory  free, 
Those  heavenly  gates  to  enter  in. 


141 

Before  that  great,  that  righteous  God, 
Who  has  His  Son  a  ransom  given, 

That  we,  through  His  atoning  blood, 
May  still  escape  and  fly  to  Heaven. 


HYMN  106. 

The  plan  of  salvation  for  mortals  like  me, 
Who  have  spent  so  much  time  in  folly  and 
sin, 

How  can  I  expect  God's  Kingdom  to  see, 
Unless  to  walk  humble  I  shortly  begin  ! 

The  plan  of  salvation,  so  ample  and  kind, 
To  those  who  would  drink  of  the  waters  of 
life; 

The  system  was  formed  by  an  Eternal  Mind, 
Free  from  contention,  from  folly  and  strife. 

Now  let  us  consider  and  think  on  our  ways, 
And  try  to  live  righteous   and  Godly  while 
here; 


142 

And  if  we  prove  faithful  to  the  end  of  our  days, 
Our  joys  are  immortal,  with  nothing  to  fear. 

To  think  of  those  glories,  our  happiness  then, 
When  we  have  obtained  the  Pearl  of  Great 
Price  ; 

We  will  sing  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Amen  ! 
With  no  fear  of  death,  of  envy  or  vice. 

How  can  we  neglect  or  turn  a  deaf  ear, 

When  we  think  of  the  glories  prepared  for 
the  blessed  ? 

Then  let  us  prove  faithful  and  live  in  Thy  fear, 
And  pray  to  inherit  Thy  glorious  rest ! 

Our  God  will  consider  our  proneness  to  sin, 
And  forgive  our  transgressions  when  humbly 
we  pray  ; 
To  set  out  anew  now  let  us  begin, 

And  ask  for  instruction  to  keep  the  right 
way. 

And  when  we  have  finished  our  journey  below, 
When  the  summer  is  past  and  the  harvest 
is  o'er, 


143 

May  we  to  the  regions  of  happiness  go, 

To    dwell  with   our    Saviour  on    Canaan's 
shore. 

And  there  to  find  favor  in  Heaven  above. 

In  a  place  so  celestial,  without  any  end, 
To  dwell  in  the  regions  of  pure  light  and  love, 

With   God   our     Creator,    and   Jesus    our 
Friend. 

There    myriads    of  Angels   are  casting   their 
crowns, 
And  shouting  Hosanna!  Hallelujah!  Amen! 
The    Saints  there   in  glory,  their  joy  has   no 
bounds : 
How  can  we  neglect?  I  ask  vou  acrain. 


HYMN  107. 

While  I  survey  my  wretched  state, 
And  think  how  sinful  here  I  live, 

I  fear,  alas  !  I  am  too  late 

To  ask  my  Saviour  to  forgive. 


144 

Xo  costly  pearl  or  gem  of  gold 

Can  buy  my  soul  a  place  in  Heaven  ; 

We  by  our  Saviour's  words  are  told, 
We  must  repent  to  be  forgiven. 

Through  Christ,  remission  is  obtained  ; 

He  that  doth  ask  shall  still  receive  ; 
By  faith  and  prayer  this  prize  is  gained : 

How  can  we  mortals  disbelieve  ? 

Saith  Christ:  I  called,  and  ye  refused 
To  lend  to  me  a  listening  ear  ! 

This  call  He  made  before  the  Jews, 
Who  seemed  determined  not  to  hear. 

But  we,  poor  Gentiles  !  hear  the  call. 

And  thus  should  profit  by  the  same  ; 
Here  rests  our  Great  Eternal  All : 

Our  faith  in  Christ,  the  Saviour's  name. 


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HYMN  10S. 

Christ  U  the   Way,  the   Truth,  and  the  Life.      John,  14;  f». 

I  am  the  Way  !  the  Saviour  saith, 
Then  trust  in  me  —  ye  cannot  fail  ; 

Believe  in  God,  and  pray  in  faith, 
And  Satan's  arts  shall  not  prevail. 

Christ  is  the  Truth  !  the  Scriptures  say, 
We  must  be  saved  through  Him  alone  ; 

Take  up  thy  Cross  from  day  to  day, 

For  Christ  will  bless  and  save  His  own. 

Christ  is  the  Light  !  we  often  read, 

The  Pilgrim's  guide,  while  here  below  ; 

A  stay  and  staff,  in  time  of  need, 
May  we  His  love  and  mercy  know. 

ilay  we  His  goodness  feel  and  share, 
And  mark  the  path  our  Saviour  trod  ; 

With  strict  obedience  follow  there, 
With  faith  in  Christ  and  love  to  God. 


146 

If  we  would  to  the  Father  come, 

We  must  approach  through  Christ  who"] 
died, 

And  pray  for  that  Eternal  Home 
To  God,  who  never  has  denied. 

When  sinners  pray  with  fervent  prayer, 
God  will  be  pleased,  and  lend  an  ear, 

And  guard  them  with  His  tender  care, 
And  wipe  away  the  rolling  tear. 

If  ye  desire  to  dwell  with  me, 

Ye  must  be  cleansed,   through  Christ, 
from  sin  ; 
That  Righteous  City  thou  shalt  see, 

Thv  soul,  through  faith,  shall  enter  in. 


HYMN  109. 


Through  faith,  I  view  that  glorious  sight ; 

Those  joys  above  !  pray,  who  can  tell  ? 
That  land  of  love  and  pure  delight, 

The  place  where  Saints  and  Angels  dwell 


147 

They  sing  and  shout  with  sweet  accord, 
In  one  unbounded  strain  of  love ; 

There  myriads  dwell  and  praise  the  Lord, 
Before  His  righteous  throne  above. 

Before  our  great,  all-conquering  King, 
Before  the  Lord,  the  Great  I  Am, 

And  make  those  realms  of  glory  ring, 
There  shout  and  sing  before  the  Lamb. 

Through  faith  we  view  those  glories  there, 
And  hope  for  bliss  beyond  the  grave, 

And  pray  for  God's  eternal  care, 

Who  has  the  arm  and  power  to  save. 


HYMN    110. 

One  evening  I  walked  to  a  lonely  retreat, 
In  deep  meditation  my  soul  was  oppressed, 

No  mortal  could  hear  the  sound  of  my  feet, 
For  nature  was  clothed  with  the  mantle 
of  rest. 


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In  humble  contrition  I  knelt  there  and  prayed, 
When  sins  without  number  appeared  to 
my  view ; 

I  feared  and  I  trembled,  my  soul  was  afraid, 
To  ask  God  for  mercy  was  all  I  could  do. 

Said  the  Lord  of  compassion,  of  mercy  and  love, 

14  Thy  sins,  although  many,  their  ransom  is 

paid ; 

They  were  paid  by  thy  Saviour,  now  in  glory 

above — 

So  gird  on  thy  armor  and  be  not  dismayed." 

With  love  and  thanksgiving  I'll  bow  at  His 
feet, 
And  tell  my  complaints  when  dangers 
oppress  ; 
Forgiveness  and  pardon  at  His  mercj/  seat, 
The  soul  that  asks  humbly  will  ever  possess. 

With  humble  submission  to  God  I  will  pray 
To  dwell  in  His  glory,  that  Heaven  above, 

Where  darkness  and  sorrow  shall  banish  away, 
The  place  there  be  filled  with  His  glory 
and  love. 


149 

That  lonely  retreat  with  its  value  to  me, 
No  mortal  on  Earth  can  ever  possess  ; 

I  would  with  my  Maker  in  Paradise  be, 
And  before  all  the  world  my  Saviour  confess. 

In  deep  meditation  I  oft  would  be  found, 
In  humble  contrition  I  often  would  pray, 

To  dwell  in  bright  glory  eternity  round, 
Oh,  teach  me  submission  and  show  me  the 
way. 


HYMN    111. 

When  I  survey  God's  goodness  round, 
And  view  His  mercies  and  His  grace, 

And  hear  Salvation's  joyful  sound, 
I  fain  would  hide  my  sinful  face 

And  think  how  vile  in  sin  I  live, 
And  walk  that  wicked  way — 

How  will  that  God  my  sins  forgive, 
Should  I  neglect  or  fail  to  pray  ? 


150 

We  must  believe  and  place  our  trust 
In  Thy  great  and  glorious  name  ; 

Oh,  God  of  Wisdom  !  Thou  art  just — 
To  day,  as  yesterday,  the  same. 

It's  meat  and  drink  to  do  Thy  will, 

To  those  that  humbly  walk  with  Thee, 

And  bend  their  course  for  Zion's  hill, 
In  sweet  communion  there  to  be. 

With  faith  and  joy  to  sing  Thy  praise, 
And  sound  Salvation  through  the  skies, 

To  sing  and  shout  in  brighter  days 
With  Thee  in  fairer  worlds  on  hidi. 


HYMN    112. 
A  View  of  Salvation. 

Salvation!  oh,  the  joyful  sound, 

It  has  gone  to  Earth's  remotest  bound, 

And  echoes  through  from  pole  to  pole, 
It  cures  with  joy  the  sin-sick  soul. 


151 

Poor,  weary  souls,  who  are  tired  of  sin. 

This  ark  of  safety  enter  in 
And  make  thy  peace  with  God  above, 

In  that  abode  of  light  and  love. 

In  that  abode,  that  joyful   ground, 

Where  pleasure  dwells  and  has  no  bound, 

Those  golden  streets,  those  joyous  plains, 
Where  Jesus  dwells  and  glory  reigns. 

Death  will  destroy  this  mortal  frame, 
So  let  us  trust  in  Christ's  dear  name. 

Then  at  that  last,  that  dreadful  hour, 
We  shall  be  shielded  by  His  power. 

It  is  appointed  here  that  all  must  die, 
Our  souls  ascend  to  God  on  high, 

There  have  our  fearful  sentence  given — 
Depart  or  reign  with  Him  in  Heaven. 

Oh,  may  we  hear  that  joyful  news 
That  was  rejected  by  the  Jews  ; 

Our  Saviour,  born  in  Bethlehem, 

Teach  us  to  love  and  praise  His  name. 


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152 

Then  at  that  last  and  dreadful  day, 

When  Earth  and  Time  shall  pass  away, 

The  Sun  and  Moon  shall  be  no  more, 
Oh,  land  us  safe  on  Canaan's  shore. 


HYMN  113. 

While  I  survey  Thy  goodness,  Lord, 
And  see  how  sinful  I  have  been, 

How  can  I  gain  that  great  reward — 
Those  gates  of  pearl  to  enter  in. 

Oh,  could  I  see  the  Heavens  above, 
My  God  and  all  His  splendor  there, 

Bly  heart  and  soul  be  filled  with  love, 
And  view  the  robes  that  Angels  wear. 

Their  glittering  robes,  how  bright  they 
shine, 

They  shout  Hosanna  all  as  one  ; 
I  would  obtain  that  life  divine, 

And  sing  the  triumphs  of  the  Son. 


153 

I  would  march  on  that  Heavenly  road, 
And  view  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

My  soul  be  fed  with  living  food, 
And  dwell  before  the  Great  I  Am. 


HYMN  114. 

Love  worketh  no  111  to  his  Neighbor.    Eom.13,  10. 

First,  thou  shalt  love  the  Lord,  thy  God, 
With  all  thy  heart,  thy  soul  and  mind, 

This  path  the  Saints  in  glory  trod, 
The  meek,  the  lowly,  and  the  kind. 

Next,  love  thy  neighbor  as  thine  own, 
And  watch  and  guard  him  as  the  same  ; 

If  dangers  press,  soon  make  it  known, 
And  trust  in  Christ's  eternal  name. 

Love  works  no  ill, — it  can't  be  found 
Where  harm  was  done   through  love 
alone  : 

Trace  it  to  Earth's  remotest  bound, 
Yet  love  and  mercy  are  His  own. 

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154 

The  Bible  says  God  loved  the  world, 
When  man  had  fell  and  gone  astray — 

Then  Satan  all  his  vengeance  hurled, 
But  Christ  was  sent  to  show  the  way. 

Love  doth  fulfil  that  righteous  law, 

Where  hangs  those  great  eternal  ends ; 

Teach  us  with  reverential  awe 

To  pray  and  strive  to  make  amends. 

Love  never  will  thy  neighbor  harm, 
Nor  lead  astray  those  giddy  youths  ; 

The  watchword,  Love,  shall  give  alarm 
To  guide  us  in  the  ways  of  truth. 

Love  one  another — for  God  is  Love — 
This  is  the  message  ye  have  heard  : 

It's  Love  that  draws  our  hearts  above — 
These  lines  were  taken  from  His  word. 

If  thou  wouldst  My  disciple  be, 

Ye  must  have  Love,  that  Love  supreme, 
Take  up  thy  Cross  and  follow  me, 

And  show  the  world  thy  great  esteem. 


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155 

Love  all  mankind  as  of  thine  own, 
Here  hangs  the  Law  and  Prophets,  too  ; 

These  words  were  spoke  by  Him  alone, 
Keep  these  commands,  Christ  says  to  you. 

11  Love  one  another,"  the  Saviour  said, 
And  walk  together  hand  in  hand  ; 

Fulfil  the  law,  be  not  afraid, 

This  is  My  last  and  great  command." 


HYMN  115. 

Great  God  of  all  on  Earth  below, 
Oh,  how  mysterious  are  Thy  wTays  ; 

May  wre  Thy  great  Salvation  know, 
And  sing  Thy  everlasting  praise. 

For  man  to  reign  with  Thee  on  high, 
Thy  pardoning  mercy,  gracious  Lord, 

Thy  wondrous  love  and  pitying  eye, 
For  us  secured  that  great  reward. 


156 

In  yonder  Heaven  thou  hast  prepared 
For  us  a  mansion  far  on  high ; 

If  we  repent  we  shall  be  spared 

To  sound  redemption  through  the  sky. 

How  can  we  place  on  Earthly  things 
Our  heart,  our  joys,  our  chief  delight, 

When  from  our  God  all  goodness  springs. 
Who  gently  guards  us  with  His  might. 

He  guards  us  with  His  sovereign  power. 
He  loves  and  chastens  when  He  please, 

He  keeps  us  in  temptation's  hour, 
While  every  aching  heart  He  sees. 


HYMN  116. 

Hear  us,  Great  God,  do  not  deny, 
But  pardon  all  our  follies  past ; 

Lend  us  Thine  ear  and  hear  our  cry, 
And  save  our  dving  souls  at  last. 


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Help  us  from  sin  and  endless  pain, 
Teach  us  to  do  as  well  as  say, 

Permit  our  souls  with  Thee  to  reign 
In  fairer  worlds  and  brighter  day. 

Oh,  Lord,  the  ransom  Christ  hast  paid 
To  save  the  fallen  race  of  man, 

Before  Thy  justice  could  be  staid, 
This  Thou  foresaw  e'er  time  began. 

That  mighty  plan  Thou  didst  foresee, 
Whereby  the  Sinner  could  be  saved, 

To  dwell  in  glory  there  with  Thee, 
By  sin  no  longer  be  enslaved. 

We  are  through  sin  condemned  to  die, 
And  then  appear  before  Thy  face 

In  that  bright  world  so  far  on  high, 

Oh,  save  us  with  Thy  pardoning  grace. 

Could  we  but  know  one  half  Thy  love, 
And  view  Thy  mercies  all  around, 

We  fain  would  be  with  Thee  above, 
To  walk  that  righteous,  Holy  ground  : 


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And  there  to  walk  those  golden  streets, 
And  view  the  beauties  of  the  place, 

Immortal  joys,  with  love  complete, 
Before  the  Father's  smiling  face. 


HYMN  117. 

A   Vieiv  of  God's   Greatness  and  Kindness. 

Great  God  of  mercy  and  of  power, 
Teach  us  to  know  Thy  sovereign  will, 

Be  with  us  in  that  trying  hour, 

Teach  us  to  know  Thy  good  from  ill. 

That  righteous  place  to  Thine  abode, 
Where  joys  immortal  Heaven  complete, 

That  promised  land,  that  happy  road, 
There  see  Thy  throne,  Thy  mercy  seat. 

Religion,  oh  that  precious  gem, 
Hope,  like  an  anchor  to  the  soul, 

That  brilliant  Star  of  Bethlehem, 
May  He  our  lives  and  years  control, 


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That  Star  that  shone  far  in  the  east. 
Whom  all  the   Shepherds  did  adore. 

For  man  has  spread  a  richer  feast, 
Eternal  joys  forevermore. 

Eternal  joys  with  love  divine, 

While  mercy  is  His  chief  delight, 

Oh,  may  that  glorious  theme  be  mine. 
To  sing  His  praise  in  pure  delight. 

In  pure  delight  where  Jesus  reigns, 
Befi  re  the  Father,  clothed  in  love, 

To  range  around  those  blissful  plains, 
Willi  Saints  and  Angels  there  above. 

Before  that  God,  that  King  of  Kings, 
Theie  Christ,  His  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

With  harps  of  gold  that  region  rings 
With  anthems  from  that  Heavenly  |pfi 


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HYMN  118. 

A  View  of  Christ. 

Christ,  the  great  hiding  place  for  man, 
Whom   God,   the  Father,  sent  from 
Heaven, 

We  should  embrace  Him  while  we  can, 
And  plead  through  Him  to  be  forgiven. 

Christ,  like  a  fountain  full  of  light, 
He  left  His  Father's  glories  there, 

To  save  a  lost  world  was  His  delight, 
Depraved  and  sinful  as  we  are. 

Christ's  anguish  there  upon  the  Cross, 
He  suffered  shame  and  sore  disgrace, 

His  dying  pains  He  counts  but  dross 
That  man  might  find  a  hiding  place. 

Christ,  our  King,  the  Fountain  Head, 
He  left  His  Father's  realms  above, 

Came  down  to  Earth  our  souls  to  wed, 
When  moved  by  pity  and  by  love. 


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Christ,  the  Dear  Lamb,  the  sinner's  friend, 
Our  Advocate  and  Great  High  Priest, 

On  whom  our  hopes  of  Heaven  depend, 
Now  He  invites  us  to  the  feast. 

Christ,  the  great  Author  of  our  faith, 
He  pleads  our  cause  before  the  Lord ; 

"  Give  ear  to  me,  vain  man/'  he  saith, 
And  learn  obedience  from  My  word." 

Christ,  the  great  friend  to  all  mankind, 
Who  healed  the  sick,  the  blind,  the  lame, 

He  cast  out  devils,  restored  the  mind, 
All  glorv  to  His  sacred  name. 


HYMN   119. 

Grace,  goodness  and  mercy,  all  combined 
To  form  that  wise,  eternal  plan, 

To  death  the  Saviour  did  resign, 
To  save  the  sinful  race  of  man. 


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That  plan  whereby  we  could  be  saved, 
Where  man  may  dwell  secure  from  sin, 

By  vice  and  fear  be  not  enslaved, 
Those  Heavenly  joys  to  enter  in. 

How  could  our  Saviour  so  divine, 
Consent  to  die  upon  the  tree, 

To  save  a  sinful  soul  like  mine 
In  Heaven  through  all  eternity. 

Now  if  our  hearts  do  still  refuse, 

And  set  at  naught  the  Saviour's  love, 

The  road  to  death  and  darkness  choose, 
And  ask  no  part  with  Him  above  : 

Oh,  what  a  wretched,  mournful  case, 
To  view  his  soul  in  dark  despair, 

No  hopes  of  mercy,  love  or  grace, 
Doomed  to  eternal  misery  there  : 

Doomed  by  that  wise  and  powerful  God, 
Who  oft  has  called  while  we  refused, 

We  shall  be  chastened  by  His  rod, 
As  were  the  unbelieving  Jews. 


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HYMN  120. 
The  Lord's  Supper  Instituted.     Mat.  26  C. 

Christ  took  and  blessed,  then  broke  the  bread. 
And  gave  His  disciples  there  to  eat  ; 

"This  is  My  body,"  He  kindly  said, 
Come,  sit  ye  round  my  mercy  seat. 

He  broke  the  bread,  then  poured  the  wine, 
"Give  thanks,''  (and  gave  to  them  to  drink,) 

"These  dying  symbols  are  divine — 
Now  ponder  well  on  what  you  think. 

This  is  My  blood  that  must  be  spilt 
And  shed  for  many  on  the  Cross, 

To  free  the  world  from  sin  and  guilt, 
And  pay  the  debt  or  man  is  lost. 

But  still,  henceforth,  I  will  not  taste, 

Until  I  drink  with  you  above  ; 
Keep  these  things  safe — let  nothing  waste — 

Seal  these  memorials  with"  thy  love." 


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And  when  they  all  had  sung  a  hymn, 
They  to  the  Mount  of  Olives  went 

To  preach  remission  now  begin, 

And  tell  mankind  they  must  repent. 

Saith  Christ,  "This  night  because  of  me, 
The  Sheep  and  Shepherd  both  must  part 

They  soon  shall  meet  in  Galilee, 

With  glorious  views  and  lighter  hearts. " 

When  Christ  had  blessed  and  broke  the 
bread, 

He  took  the  cup  and  poured  the  wine ; 
"This  is  My  blood,"  He  kindly  said, 

"These  things  are  Holy  and  Divine." 


HYMN  121. 


Be  firm,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 
And  view  thy  Saviour's  bleeding  side  ; 

He  knows  thy  griefs,  he  sees  thy  tears, 
Thy  daily  wants  he  will  provide. 


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Come,  then,  my  soul,  march  boldly  on. 

With  faith  in  Christ  and  love  to  God, 
Where  thine  eternal  All  has  gone, 

Here  lies  the  path  thy  Saviour  trod, 

Love,  power  and  mercy  has  ordainecT 
That  plan  to  save  the  human  race, 

The  path  with  blood  our  Saviour  stained, 
Then  offered  mercy,  love  and  grace. 

How  could  a  heart  of  flesh  and  blood 
Withstand  the  Saviour's  last  request — 

Then  view  the  kindness  of  our  God, 
Who  offers  us  His  glorious  rest  ? 

Christ  offers  mercy,  love  and  peace, 
And  rest  to  our  immortal  souls  ; 

He  bids  our  aching  hearts  to  cease, 
Agnd  every  fearful  thought  controls. 

He  knows  and  hears  our  sad  complaints, 
Christ's  pitying  eye  is  over  all  ; 

He  hears  the  prayers  of  all  His  Saints. 
And  sinners,  too,  whene'er  thev  call. 


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HYMN    122. 

Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  Gospel  stands, 
Thy  heralds  preach  the  joyful  news, 

All  are  the  works  of  Thine  own  hands, 
The  Greeks,  the  Gentiles  and  the  Jews. 

11  Go,  preach  repentance,  love  and  faith, 
Remission  now  I  freely  give  ;  " 

These  words  to  all  our  Saviour  saith — 
"  Look  up  to  me,  give  ear  and  live." 

Look  up  to  Christ,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Who  tasted  death  for  sinful  man, 

And  now  invites  us  to  the  feast, 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb, 

I  view  through  faith  with  vast  delight, 
Those  grand,  celestial  courts  above  ; 

There  Jesus  reigns  in  glory  bright, 
And  there  our  Maker,  dressed  in  love. 


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HYMN  123. 

Luke,  the  2d  Chapt. 
A  decree  once  was  passed  to  tax  all  the  world, 

By  Csesar,  the  great,  a  Roman  by  birth : 
On  the  rich  and  the  poor  these  taxes  were 

hurled, 
From  the  rivers  around  to  the  ends  of  the 
Earth. 

Up  to  Bethlehem  city  then  Joseph  did  go, 
And  Mary,  his  wife,  for  Caesar  they  feared, 

For  the  Romans  were  great  and  mighty  below, 
Here    Jesus,   our   Saviour,  in  meekness 
appeared. 

When  the  days  were  accomplished,  our  Saviour 
appeared, 
Here  Mary's  first  born  in  a  manger  was 
laid, 

There  Joseph  and  Mary,  no  danger  they  feared, 
When  the  Sett  was  refused  they  were  not 
dismayed.      VVi  VL^ 


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Here  Shepherds  were  found   a  guarding  their 
sheep, 
When  an  Angel  from  Heaven  before  them 
appeared ; 
*•  Arise  !  "  he  said,  "  quickly  awake  from  your 
sleep :" 
When  the   news  of  the   Saviour  they  joy- 
fully heard. 

11  Fear  not !  "  said  the  Angel,  "  glad  tidings  1 
bring, 

Good  will  and  great  joy  I  now  do  proclaim, 
The  birth  of  the  Saviour  forever  must  ring, 

All  glory,  Amen,  with  praise  to  His  name." 

in  the  city  of  David  our  Saviour  appeared, 
He  was  seen  by  the  Shepherds   as  He  lay 
in  the  manger, 
That  Angel  of  Glory  they  loved  and  they 
feared, 
When  he  told  the  glad  news  of  the  won- 
derful stranger. 

Unto  Bethlehem  city  the  Shepherds  repaired, 


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Found   Mary  and   Joseph  with    the  babe 
lying  there  ; 
Rejoicing  in  full  in  the  news  they  had  heard. 
Resolved  in  their  minds  the  truth  to  declare. 

Now    suddenly   then    great    numbers   from 

Heaven, 
Singing  "Glory  to  God  !   Good  Will  toward 

men  ! 
To  the  Father  and  Son,  all  honor  be  given, 
Even  so  let  it  be,  Hallelujah  !  Amen  !  " 


HYMN  124. 

Thou  Great,  Eternal,  Triune  God, 

Thy  powerful  Sceptre  sways  the  whole  ; 

Thine  arm  that  wields  that  awful  rod 
Has  power  to  save,  my  dying  soul. 

Thou  God  of  Heaven,  Thy  promise  sure 
To  all  that  keep  Thy  great  commands  ; 

Should  I  until  the  end  endure, 

Mine  eye  shall  see  those  Heavenly  land- 


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Thou  Great  and  Sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  boundless  grace  and  mercy  sure, 

We  on  Thy  sacred  name  would  call, 
While  life  shall  be  and  time  endure. 

Then  oh,  my  soul,  march  forth  and  sing 
The  Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb, 

Behold  Thy  great,  all-conquering  King, 
And  shout  Hosannas  to  His  name. 


HYMN  125. 

Great  God  !  Thy  power  is  over  all, 
The  high,  the  low,  the  bond  or  free, 

The  rich,  the  poor,  the  great  or  small, 
We  owe  our  life,  our  all  to  Thee, 

Then  oh,  my  soul,  forsake  thy  pride, 
And  bow  before  His  mighty  Throne, 

And  take  the  Scriptures  for  thy  guide. 
And  all  my  wants  to  Him  make  knowr 


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From  Jay  to  day  may  I  be  fed 

On  richer  food  than  kings  can  eat, 

Eternal  life,  that  living  bread, 

Far  choicer  than  the  spices  sweet; 

In  those  bright  realms  in  joys  complete, 
In  one  eternal  scene  of  bliss — 

There  shout  Amen  at  Jesus's  feet, 
Such  joys  as  these  may  I  not  miss. 


HYMN  126. 

God   said,  Let  there  be  light,  and  there  was  light.    Gen.  1,8. 

*  Let  there  be  light!  "  our  Maker  said, 
When  all  was  dark  as  midnight  hour  ; 

Then  light  appeared — the  darkness  fled 
Before  His  great,  Almighty  power. 

God  saw  the  light,  pronounced  it  good, 
He  made  the  sun  to  rule  the  day, 

The  earth  and  seas  to  give  us  food. 
What  wisdom  did  our  God  display. 


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He  made  the  earth,  the  seas  and  heavens, 

The  moon  and  stars  to  rule  the  night, 
To  man.  those  boundless  mercies  given. 

The  sun  with  all  its  radiant  light. 

That  light  that  leads  us  to  the  truth. 
Sure  must  be  paramount  below, 

A  staff  to  age.  a  guide  to  youth. 
The  Gospel  light  of  Christ  to  know. 


HYMN   127.     Romans  14,  11. 

Every  knee  shall  bow  and  every  tongue  conies 
Before  that  God  that  dwells  in  Heaven, 

May  we  His  love  and  grace  possess, 

And  pray  through  Christ  to  be  forgiven. 

That  righteous  God,  our  Sovereign  Lord, 
Who  rules  the  Heavens,  the  Earth  below. 

Says  in  His  everlasting  Word 

That  everv  knee  on  Earth  shall  bow. 


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Kings,  Queens  and  Princes,  all  the  same, 
The  high,  the  haughty  shall  confess, 

Must  bow  and  praise  His  Holy  name, 
If  they  His  joys  would  e'er  possess. 

The  rich,  the  poor,  the  bond  or  free, 
Will  equal  stand  before  the  Lord  ; 

They  that  repent,  His  joys  shall  see, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  His  Word. 

Should  we  confess  before  the  world 
Our  dying  Saviour,  Priest  and  King, 

Our  sins  will  be  to  darkness  hurled, 
Our  voices  cause  the  Heavens  to  ring". 


HYMN  128. 


There  on  the  Cross  the  Saviour  died 
To  save  a  sinful  world  like  me  ; 

His  dying  pangs,  His  bleeding  side, 
Those  murderous  Jews  rejoiced  to  see, 


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Those  woful  Jews,  that  wicked  throng, 
In  hopes  to  hide  their  sin  and  guilt, 

The  Lamb  of  God  they  led  along, 

And  there  His  righteous  blood  they  spilt 

With  staves  and  spears  they  stood  around, 
While  mocking,  nailed  His  hands  and 
feet; 

His  head  with  piercing  thorns  they  crown'd 
Then  grosser  insults  did  repeat. 

High  on  the  Cross  the  Lord  was  slain, 
Then  darkness  o'er  the  land  was  spread; 

Blood  from  His  wounds  there  flowed  amain 
Oh,  there  these  dying  words  He  said : 

"  Father,  forgive  them,"  there  He  prayed, 
The  Earth  it  quaked,  the  rocks  were  rent 

Strict  justice  on  the  Cross  was  stayed, 
Remission  given  if  we  repent. 

Three  hours  in  anguish  on  the  tree, 
The  temple  vail  was  rent  in  twain  ; 

How  could  my  heart  endure  to  see, 
Or  read  His  sufferings  o'er  again. 


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He  died,  the  King  of  Glory  dies, 

The  great  atonement  there  He  made  ; 

M  It's  finished  !   now,"  the  Saviour  cries, 
"  For  man  the  ransom  I  have  paid." 


HYMN  129. 

Should  sore  affliction  cast  me  down, 
And  pain  and  sorrow  both  be  mine, 

I  hope  to  wear  a  starry  crown 

That  will  the  dazzling  sun  outshine. 

Great  God  of  Heaven !  I  would  adore, 
The  Saviour's  name  may  I  confess, 

When  time  with  me  shall  be  no  more, 
Then  wear  a  Robe  of  Righteousness. 

But  woe  is  me  should  I  refuse, 

And  thus  outstand  my  day  of  grace, 

While  I  have  power  I  pray  to  choose 
To  see  that  glorious,  happy  place. 


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Preserve  me,  Lord,  while  here  below, 
Keep  me  secure  from  every  sin  ; 

May  I  that  road  to  glory  go, 
The  ark  of  safety  enter  in. 

Oh,  there  to  be  on  that  blest  shore, 
Freed  from  sorrow,  pain  or  ill, 

To  shout  and  sing  forever  more, 
And  do  my  Saviour's  Holy  will. 


HYMN  130. 
A  View   of  Man, 

When  I  survey  God's  glorious  plan, 
With  wonder  view  His  saving  grace, 

Then  view  myself,  poor  feeble  man, 
And  think  of  Christ,  our  hiding  place. 

What  pity  moved  the  Father's  breast, 
He  views  with  love  our  mournful  case  ; 

He  offers  now  His  glorious  rest, 

Through  Christ,  our  only  hiding  place. 


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How  could  my  passions  move  so  slow, 
While  time  keeps  on  its  rapid  pace  \ 

I  would  Thy  grace  and  mercy  know, 
And  trust  in  Christ,  my  hiding  place. 

How  could  my  heart  on  Earth  refuse 
His  love,  His  mercy  and  His  grace, 

And  like  the  unbelieving  Jews, 
Deny  the  Lord,  our  hiding  place  * 

I  would  through  fear  approach  His  throiu 
There  bow  myself  before  His  face, 

My  wants  and  troubles  there  make  known 
Through  Christ,  the  sinner's  hiding  place 

Our  case  is  mournful  here  below, 
Should  we  neglect  to  seek  His  face  : 

I  would  with  Saints  to  glory  go, 
Rejoicing  in  my  hiding  place. 

How  could  my  heart  so  slothful  be, 
And  thus  outstand  my  day  of  grace  ? 

1  hope  through  faith  and  prayer  to  see 
In  God's  abode,  our  hiding  place. 


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HYMN  131. 

Ye  heirs  of  Salvation  who  are  bound  to  afar, 
Who  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love, 

And  believe  in  the  Saviour,  the  Bethlehem 
star, 
And  press  on  to  regions  above. 

There  myriads  of  Angels  and   Saints  will 
rejoice, 
When  man  his  dear  Saviour  is  searching 
to  find — 
To  find  his  Kedeemer  and  follow  His  voice, 
And  leave  all  their  sorrows  behind. 

To  their  Saviour  in  glory  their  wants  they 
make  known, 
Through  faith,  for  Salvation  they  call, 
On  His  grace  and  His  mercy  they  venture 
alone, 
And  trust  their  Salvation,  their  all. 

Through  faith  and  Salvation  1  hope  I  shall  see 
My  Saviour  in  regions  above, 


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And  there  with  my  Maker  in  Paradise  be, 
*    Where  all  is  bright,  glory  and  love. 

Oh,  there  my  Redeemer  in  glory  doth  shine, 

While  Cherubims  shout  and  adore  ; 
If  courts  so  celestial  could  ever  be  mine, 
I  never  could  want  nothing  more. 

Salvation  is  free  to  the  aged  and  youth, 
To  all  who  His  kindness  would  know  ; 

To  those  who  walk  humbly  and  believe  in 
the  truth, 
To  the  mansions  of  glory  may  go. 


HYMN  132. 

Oh,  careless  sinner,  now  give  ear, 
And  hear  what  I  shall  say — 

Your  Maker's  counsel  you  shall  hear, 
Remember  the  Sabbath  day. 

That  blessed,  Holy  day  of  rest, 

To  man  and  beast  is  given, 
Whom  God,  our  Father,  made  and  blest, 

The  best  of  all  the  seven. 


ISO 

That  Holy  day,  that  blessed  morn 
Will  guide  us  on  our  way  ; 

May  we  its  great  importance  learn — 
To  mind  the  Sabbath  day. 

When  to  that  Sacred  church  we  go, 
Where  man  is  wont  to  pray, 

Thy  great  commandment  stitl  to  know- 
To  keep  Thy  Sabbath  day. 

I  would  no  longer  live  in  sin, 
Lord,  teach  me  how  to  pray; 

With  love  to  thee  I  would  begin, 
And  mind  Thy  Sabbath  day. 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 
Where  men  neglect  to  pray, 

He  trusts  in  God,  his  hiding  place. 
And  keeps  that  Holy  day. 


1S1 


HYMN  133. 

High  on  His  throne  our  Maker  sits, 
In  the  third  Heavens  above  ; 

Our  feeble  race  He  ne'er  forgets, 
But  guards  us  with  His  love. 

Oh,  could  I  climb  that  Heavenly  road, 
There  view  His  throne  of  grace, 

In  realms  of  light,  His  high  abode, 
And  bow  before  His  face. 

My  soul  would  fain  forbear  to  come 

Back  to  its  mother  Earth, 
But  cleave  to  that  eternal  home 

Of  joy  and  solid  mirth. 

Our  Saviour  views  us  here  below, 
He  claims  us  for  His  own  ; 

May  we  His  great  salvation  know. 
And  bow  before  His  throne, 


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HYMN    134. 


Great  God  !  to  Thee  before  Thy  throne, 

We  humbly  wish  to  bow  ; 
With  humble  souls  our  wants  make  known, 

And  prove  our  former  vow. 

From  sin  and  guilt  I  would  be  free, 

My  Saviour,  teach  me  how  ; 
May  I  Thy  courts,  Thy  glory  see, 

And  at  Thy  feet  to  bow. 

Oh,  may  my  heart,  my  soul  and  mind, 

From  Satan's  rage  be  free, 
And  pray  through  faith  Thy  joys  to  find, 

Through  all  eternity. 


Through  every  age  that  sin  and  shame, 

By  our  first  parents  given — 
We  would  adore  the  Saviour's  name, 
-     And  bend  our  course  for  Heaven. 


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HYMN    135. 

The  Day  of  Judgment. 

Oh  !  sinner  where,  where  will  you  flee, 
When  Christ,  our  Judge,  shall  call  : 

Give  ear,  oh  Earth,  yield  up,  oh  Sea, 
Thy  dead— both  great  and  small. 

Then  death  and  hell  yield  up  their  dead, 
And  each  His  doom  shall  hear; 

Oh,  view  that  day  with  awful  dread — 
How  then  will  you  appear  ? 

Come  !  sinner,  come  !  and  don't  delay, 
But  make  Thy  peace  \viih  Heaven  ; 

Prepare  for  that  great  Judgment  day, 
And  pray  to  be  forgiven. 

While  Christ  is  on  His  mercy  seat, 

Make  thy  salvation  sure, 
Prepare  that  awful  day  to  meet, 

Through  Christ  to  be  secure. 


1S4 

When  all  must  stand  before  the  Lord, 
The  dead,  both  small  and  great, 

With  trembling  limbs  to  hear  His  word, 
Their  dreadful  sentence  wait. 

Oh  !  sinner,  come  !  pray  don't  forbear. 

Oh  !  then  no  more  delay, 
For  that  dread  hour,  oh,  now  prepare. 

That  awful  Judgment  day. 


HYMN  136. 

He  dies,  the  King  of  glory  dies, 

That  dreadful  debt  to  pay  ; 
He  on  the  Cross  in  anguish  cries, 

11  Oh  !  man,  give  ear,  I  am  the  Way. 

I  am  the  Christ,  the  true  Messiah, 

That  was  foretold  to  be  ; 
Give  me  that  faith,  a  true  desire, 

My  Saviour's  face  to  see. 


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Now,  O,  my  soul,  take  courage  then, 
And  place  thy  trust  in  God  ; 

To  Jesus  Christ  we'll  shout  Amen, 
And  spread  His  praise  abroad. 

He  dies,  the  Great  Redeemer  dies, 
The  dreadful  debt  to  pay; 

"  Give  ear  to  me,  O,  man,"  he  cries, 
"  There  is  no  other  way." 


HYMN  137. 

Repent,    for  the  Kingdom  of  Heaven  ia  at  hand.    Mat.  4,  17. 

Repent,  for  God's  Kingdom  is  surely  at  hand, 
Remission  to  all  now  freely  is  given ; 

Be  humble  and  keep  His  righteous  command, 
For  Christ  is  the  only  true  way  to  Heaven. 

Faith  and  repentance  will  carry  us  there, 
To  that  region  of  light,  that  haven  of  rest, 

Free  from  pollution,  from  sorrow  and  care, 
To  dwell  with  our  Maker  in  that  city  of  rest. 


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God  saw  from  His  throne  and  pitied  our  case, 
With  love   He  invites  us  to  repent  and 
believe, 

And  always  enjoy  the  smiles  of  His  grace, 
His  goodness  and  mercy  forever  receive. 

God  searcheth  the  heart  and  trieth  the  reins, 
He  kindly  invites  to  give  ear  and  repent, 

And   try  to   walk  humbly  while   time   yet 
remains, 
Be  honest  and  just,  with  our  lot  be  content. 

While  goodness  and  mercy  now  freely  are 
given, 
And  the  Saviour  invites  while  justice  is 
stayed  ; 
"  Now  if  ye  repent  your  reward  shall  be 
Heaven, " 
These  words  by  the  Saviour  have  truly 
been  said. 

Grace,  goodness  and  mercy  are  given  us  free, 
If  we  but  walk  humbly  and  try  to  do  well ; 

In  the  scenes  of  bright  glory  we  ever  shall  be, 
Safe  from  corruption,  from  sorrow  and  hell. 


1S7 

Through  faith  and  repentance,  remission  is 
given 
To  all  who  in  time  the  Saviour  embrace. 
In    the    region  of  glory,    the    Kingdom    of 
Heaven, 
Hallelujah  to  sing  in  the  smiles  of  His 
2race. 


HYMN    138. 

Awake !  my  soul,  come  forth  and  sing 
To  Christ,  my  Saviour  and  my  King, 

Who  guards  me  with  Almighty  power, 
And  keeps  me  in  temptation's  hour. 

He  yet  sustains  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  keeps  my  feeble  frame  from  death 

May  He  the  inner  man  control, 
And  purify  my  mortal  soul. 

While  God  afflicts  my  feeble  frame, 
May  I  the  more  revere  His  name, 

And  while  I  feel  His  chastening  rod, 
Then  say — Amen,  'tis  from  my  God, 


1SS 

Oh,  make  my  Heavenly  purpose  sure, 
Like  pious  Job  I  would  endure ; 

When  death  shall  blast  the  comely  face, 
Give  me  the  riches  of  Thy  grace. 


HYMN  139. 

The   Christian's   Warfare, 
i 
Should  I  contend  with  Satan's  rage, 

My  General  tells  me  when, 

The  place  and  where  I  should  engage, 

I  gain  the  victory  then. 

My  coat  of  arms  shall  be  His  Cross, 
Before  His  ensign  I  will  bow  ; 

My  treasure  here  I'll  count  but  dross, 
And  prove  my  courage  now. 

Come  !  sinner,  come !  come  'list  writh  me, 

Thy  board  and  wages  sure, 
As  long  as  time  and  time  shall  be5 

Should  we  the  fight  endure* 


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Press  on  !  press  on  !  Jehovah  cries, 

The  victory  you  will  gain, 
And  conquer  him  with  all  his  lies, 

Here  in  this  rushed  main. 

DD 

Our  troops  are  all  a  chosen  band. 

Oh,  see  their  banners  wave  ! 
We're  marching  to  Immanuel's  land, 

With  hopes  beyond  the  grave. 

"Don't  fear  !  be  firm  !"  our  General  cries. 

And  gird  thine  armor  on — 
To  that  bright  Heaven  beyond  the  skies. 

Where  Christ,  our  Saviour's  gone. 


HYMN  140.    Mat.  19,  14. 

"Forbid  them  not,"  the  Saviour  said, 
"But  suffer  them  to  come  to  me  ; 

Ye  Jewels,  come  !  be  not  afraid, 

Of  such,  My  Kingdom  sure  must  be. 


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Be  not  afraid,  lam  Thy  friend, 
For  thou  art  precious  in  my  sight ; 

Then  pray  to  God,  He  will  defend, 
Thy  youthful  souls  are  His  delight. 

Forbid  them  not  to  come  to  me, 

My  Father  loves  and  guides  their  feet ; 

These  humble  souls  My  face  shall  see, 
And  worship  round  My  mercy  seat. 

If  thou  wouldst  My  disciple  be, 
You  must  be  humble  as  a  child, 

My  throne  of  glory  there  to  see  ;" 

These  words  He  spoke  in  accents  mild. 

"Forbid  them  not — that  must  not  be — 
While  mercy  is  My  chief  delight ; 

Those  smiling  babes  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Like  stars  of  gold  in  glory  bright. 

Forbid  them  not — no,  that  could  not  be, 
These  little  souls  are  free  from  guilt : 

My  dying  pangs  have  set  them  free, 

For  great  and  small  My  blood  was  spilt." 


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Christ  took  them  in  His  arms  and  smiled, 
Then  claimed  them  for  His  own  : 

In  words  of  love  and  looks  so  mild. 
Made  His  kind  mission  known. 

uForbid  them  not,,?  the  Saviour  cried, 

"For  that  could  never  be  : 
Let  them  behold  My  feet  and  side — 

My  wounds  while  on  the  tree." 


HYMN   141. 

From  the  regions  of  light,  from  the  mansions 
of  bliss, 
An  Angel  descended  with  joy  in  his  face, 
He  told  the  good  news,  and  the  fact  must  be 
this, 
How  man  could  be  saved  by  his  Maker's 
free  grace. 

The  story  was  told  in  the  regions  around, 
How  a  Saviour  was  born  and  He  laid  in  a 
manner  ; 


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The  Shepherds  adored  and  the  wise  men  thev 
found 
And  believed  in  their  Lord,  the  wonderful 
stranger. 

The  news  it  went  forth  from  the  regions  of 
Heaven, 
On  the  wings  of  an   Angel  was  carried 
afar, 
How  man  through  his  Saviour  can  now  be 
forgiven, 
By  faith  in  the  Lord,  the  Bethlehem  star. 


HYMN    142. 

Great  God,  who  formed  the  Heavens  and 
Earth, 

Then  made  that  noble  creature,  man, 
By  him  foretold  our  Saviour's  birth, 

Then  showed  Thy  great,  eternal  plan. 


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That  God  of  Wisdom  did  ordain, 
And  now  invites  us  to  the  feast ; 

The  Lamb  of  God  for  man  was  slain, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  great  High  Priest. 

Father  of  Heaven !  Thou  righteous  God  ! 

To  Thee  we  owe  our  lives,  our  all; 
Forgive  our  sins  and  spare  Thy  rod, 

We  on  Thy  name  for  mercy  call. 

Parent  of  Mercy  !  Thou  King  of  Saints, 
Send  down  Thy  blessing  from  above, 

And  hear  our  cries,  our  sad  complaints. 
Oh,  grant  us  Thine  eternal  love. 

Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 

We  pray  through  Christ  to  be  forgive! 

This  prayer  on  Earth  our  Saviour  said, 
To  help  us  on  our  way  to  Heaven. 


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HYMN    143. 

The  choicest  food  on  Earth  is  love, 

Where  man  may  feed  his  hungry  soul  : 

Its  blessings  here,  its  joys  above, 
My  nobler  passions  all  control. 

My  nobler  thoughts  through  love  aspire 
To  Heaven  above,  where  Jesus  reigns ; 

It  fills  my  heart  with  pure  desire 
To  sing  His  love  in  louder  strains. 

'Twas  love  that  viewed  our  wretched  case, 
When  man  had  sinned  against  the  Lord, 

And  in  that  garden  fell  from  grace, 
Condemned  by  His  eternal  Word. 


Should  we  neglect  God's  Holy  love, 
And  all  His  counsel  set  at  nought — 

May  we  return  like  Noah's  dove, 
Our  souls  the  Saviour  dearly  bought. 


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That  love  that  moved  the  Father's  breast 
To  send  the  Mighty  Saviour  down  ; 

That  love  so  pure  His  Son  possessed, 
He  wrought  for  man  a  richer  crown. 


HYMN  141. 
The    Gospel    Feast. 
The  Gospel  Feast  so  richly  spread, 

Christ  spread  the   same   on  Calvary's 
mount ; 
To  sinful  man  he  kindly  said, 

"  I'll  suffer  death  on  thy  account.'' 

Christ  spread  the  feast  with  love  divine, 
With  food  so  choice  and  spices  sweet; 

There  to  the  Cross  He  did  resign, 

^sailed  to  the  wood  both  hands  and  feet. 

"It's  finished  !  now,"  with  joy  He  cried, 
"I  have  spread  the  Feast  before  them 
all ;" 

The  Jews  they  mocked  and  still  denied, 
And  refused  to  hear  His  dvincr  call. 


196 

Christ  spread  the  Feast,  the  Gospel  ligh 
That  gem  He  purchased  with  His  bio 

To  save  our  souls  was  His  delight, 
All  glory  to  the  Son  of  God. 

Bright-Angels  left  their  glorious  sphere 
On  wings  to  spread  the  news  afar, 

That  Jew  and  Gentile  both  should  hear 
Of  that  rich  Feast,  the  Morning"  Star. 


HYMN  145. 

Transcendently  high  and  Holv  God, 
To  Thee,  we  raise  our  longing  eyes. 

To  dwell  with  Thee  in  Thine  abode, 
There  far  beyond  those  azure  skies. 

Thou  Rock  of  Ages,  hear  my  prayer, 
And  condescend  to  grant  relief; 

Let  us  behold  Thy  glories  there, 
Forgive  us,  Lord,  our  unbelief. 


197 

Our  unbelief,  how  great  that  sin, 
May  we  repent  and  cleave  to  God, 

To  see  those  streets  and  walk  therein, 
Through  faith  in  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

Could  we  but  climb  that  happy  road, 

With  love  and  fear  approach  His  throne, 

In  presence  of  that  Holy  God, 

Our   wants   and   troubles    there  make 
known. 

Thy  heavenly  courts  in  yonder  skies, 
Permit  our  souls  to  enter  there  ; 

May  humble  prayer  like  incense  rise  ; 
Keep  us  from  sin  and  every  snare. 

Show  us  the  road  and  guard  our  feet, 
The    way   that    leads    from    Earth   to 
Heaven  ; 

While  Christ  is  on  His  mercy-seat, 
We  humbly  ask  to  be  forgiven. 

To  Thee,  our  King,  that  Great  I  Am, 
Be  honor,  praise  and  glory  given  ; 

All  on  Earth  shall  praise  Thy  name, 

The  Saints  and  Angels  there  in  Heaven. 


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HYMN  146. 
The  Apostles'  Commission.     Mark  16  :   15. 

"Go,  preach  my  Gospel !"  saith  the  Lord, 
"With  strict  obedience  to  my  Word, 

To  every  nation  under  Heaven : 
He  that  repents,  shall  be  forgiven  ! 

11  Go,  preach  remission,  faith  and  love  ; 

Point  out  the  way  to  Heaven  above; 
In  heathen  lands  my  truths  declare, 

And  try  to  spread  my  Gospel  there. 

11  Go,  preach  repentance  to  the  last, 
Where  e'er  thy  lot  by  chance  is  cast ; 

The  Greeks,  the  Gentiles,  or  the  Jews, 
Tell  the  whole  world  the  joyful  news. 

"  Go,  preach  salvation  through  my  son, 
And  when  thy  earthly  task  is  done, 

Oh,  then  thy  soul  with  me  shall  reign, 
Thy  head  a  Crown  of  Glory  gain  !" 


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HYMN  147. 

Make  bare  thine  arm,  Almighty  God  ! 

Support  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Teach  me  Thy  Truth,  Thy  Holy  Word, 

And  how  to  praise  Thy  name. 

Thou,  oh,  my  soul  !  stand  forth  and  sing 

The  wonders  of  the  Lord, 
And  cause  those  sacred  walls  to  ring 

With  warnings  from  His  Word. 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  with  Christ  divine, 

Help  me  my  voice  to  raise  ; 
Oh,  could  sucl»joys  on  Earth  be  mine, 

To  sing  my  Maker's  praise  ! 

Come,  Jesus  Christ !  that  Heavenly  Dove, 

Who  my  transgressions  bore, 
To  save  my  soul  with  Thee  above, 

Thy  limbs  were  stained  with  gore  ! 


200 


HYMN    148. 

Nations  must  bow,  God's  Grace  implore, 
Kingdoms  shall  tremble  at  His  Word, 

Saints  and  sinners  his  name  adore, 
Or  meet  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

Oh,  sinners  !  before  God's  powerful  hand, 
Nations  must  bow,  their  homage  pay ; 

Then  try  to  keep  His  great  commands ; 
Come  hear  His  voice,  no  more  delay. 

To  meet  that  powerful,  Holy* God, 
And  stand  before  His  awful  bar, 

Merit  the  vengeance  of  His  rod  ; 
We  see  His  power  in  every  star. 

His  power  is  awful  and  sublime, 

Angels  and  Arch  Angels  veil  their  face 

The  Heavens  the  dazzling  Sun  outshine  ; 
No  gold  could  help  adorn  the  place. 


201 


HYMN  149. 

In  the  Third  Heavens,  our  God's  abode, 

That  grand  celestial  pla 
Could  we  but  climb  that  heavenly  road, 

And  view  our  .Maker's  face  ; 

There  see  His  Throne,  His  Judgment-Seat, 

The  Saints  and  all  the  glittering  host. 
These  worship  at  our  Maker's  feet  ; 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Deny  us  not  Thy  sovereign  grace, 

But  save  us  all  through  Christ,  Thy  Son, 
Who  at  the  time  unveiled  His  face. 
Foretold  by  man  e'er  time  began. 

Christ  left  His  Father's  Courts  on  High  : 
Amazing  pity  !  what  wondrous  love  ! 

He  came  to  Earth  to  bleed  and  die, 

That  we  might  dwell  in  Heaven  above. 


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202 


HYMN  150. 

How  can  my  soul  endure  to  be 

A  sinner  to  that  God  above  ? 
I  hope  one  day  His  joys  to  see, 

And  dwell  with  Him  in  perfect  love. 

I  hope  to  see  His  gracious  face, 
Where  all  is  happiness  and  peace, 

And  worship  round  His  Throne  of  Grace, 
Oh,  then  will  all  my.  sorrows  cease. 

I  hope  to  wear  a  starry  crown, 

Such  gems  as  monarchs  never  wore ; 

With  friends  and  brethren  there  sit  down, 
To  want  or  wish  for  nothing  more. 

I  hope,  through  prayer  and  love,  to  be 
An  humble  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

To  be  with  Christ  forever  free, 

And  there  forever  praise  His  name. 


203 

I  hope  to  hear  His  heavenly  voice, 
In  tones  of  love,  so  sweetly  say  : 

M  Come  hither,  soul,  with  me  rejoice  ; 
With  faith  press  on  ;  I  am  the  way  !'' 


HYMN  151. 

The  Preacher's  Prayer. 

Thou  King  of  Glory  !  God  Supreme  ! 

Who  rules  the  Heavens,  the  Earth  below, 
Thy  grace,  Thy  love,  shall  be  my  theme, 

Whilst  I  a  wandering  pilgrim  <ro. 

Should  I  be  called  to  preach  Thy  Word. 

To  Gentile,  Hebrew,  or  the  Greek, 
To  bear  a  message  from  the  Lord, 

May  I  with  love  and  wisdom  speak. 

Father  of  [Mercies  !  hear  my  prayer, 

Give  strength  and  utterance  to  my  speech, 

May  I  Thy  grace,  Thy  truths  declare, 
While  I  on  Earth  shall  live  to  preach. 


204 

Clothe  me  with  wisdom,  grace,  and  love, 
And  while  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 

Grant  me  that  power  from  Heaven  above, 
To  preach  the  riches  of  Thy  grace. 

Lord,  when  I  preach  Thy  Gospel  truth, 
Send  forth  Thy  Word  to  every  heart, 

To  age,  to  middle  age,  and  youth, 

The  Bread  of  Life  wilt  Thou  impart  ? 

Then,  when  my  task  is  done  below, 
My  mission  finished  here  in  life, 

May  I  to  realms  of  glory  go, 

Beyond  the  power  of  sin  and  strife. 


HYMN  152. 

Sinners,  come  hear  thy  Saviour's  voice, 

No  more  deny  his  name  ; 
Then  all  within  thee  will  rejoice, 

And  feel  that  heavenly  flame. 


205 

Sinners,  come  trust  His  Holy  Word, 
And  thus  implore  His  grace  ; 

Believe  in  thy  ascended  Lord, 
And  bow  before  His  face. 

Sinners,  give  ear,  no  more  delay  ! 

Make  thine  election  sure, 
And  try  to  keep  that  good  old  way, 

Like  soldiers  to  endure. 

Sinners,  give  ear,  and  hear  me  tell 
How  Christ,  your  Saviour,  died  ; 

And  how  he  conquered  Death  and  Hell, 
Salvation  to  provide. 


HYMN  153. 

Behold,  the  Lamb  of  God  was  slain, 
He  suffered  death  that  we  might  live  ; 

Now  let  us  trust  in  His  dear  name, 
All  honor,  praise,  and  glory  give. 


206 

Endured  the  Cross,  despised  the  shame, 
Bound  in  chains  the  monster  Death, 

To  glorify  His  Father's  name, 

He  died,  and  yielded  up  his  breath. 

Resolved  to  do  His  Father's  will, 
Prompted  by  pity  and  by  love, 

His  dreadful  mission  did  fulfil, 

That  we  might  dwell  in  world's  above. 

In  perfect  bliss,  at  God's  Right  Hand, 
Where  Angels  bow  before  his  face, 

Could  I  but  see  fair  Canaan's  land, 
And  view  the  glories  of  the  place. 


HYMN    154. 

Eternal  God  !  Thou  King  of  Kings  ! 

Before  whom  Angels  veil  their  face  ! 
With  harps  of  gold  that  region  rings, 

With  praise  around  Thy  Throne  of  Grace 


207 

Could  we  but  view  Thy  sovereign  power, 
Ami  realize  Thy  bounties  given, 

We  should  improve  each  fleeting  hour, 
To  make  our  peace  with  Thee  in  Heaven. 

How  hard  our  hearts,  how  cold  to  Thee  ! 

Forgive  us,  Lord,  our  unbelief; 
May  we  Thy  face,  Thy  glories  see  ; 

Oh,  send  our  minds  Thy  kind  relief! 

Great  God  !  Thy  promise,  ever  sure, 

To  those  who  read  and  trust  Thy  Word ; 

The  humble  soul  is  here  secure. 

And  holds  communion  with  the  Lord. 


HYMN   155. 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand. 
And  view  the  prospect  all  around. 

And  see  by  faith  that  Promised  Land, 
That  happy  place  of  Holy  Ground. 


203 

That  happy  place  of  pure  delight, 

Where  Saints  Immortal  shout  and  reign  ; 

Those  golden  streets,  that  joyous  sight, 
That  Heaven  I  oft  times  hope  to  gain. 

To  view  that  place,  that  happy  land, 
The  Saints  arrayed  in  robes  of  white  ; 

There  Angels  bow  at  His  command  ; 
What  scenes  of  glory  to  our  sight. 

There  joy  and  glory  have  no  bounds  ; 

There  Seraphs  fly  across  the  plains, 
To  dwell  with  Christ  while  ages  round  : 

Afflictions  here  I  '11  count  my  gains. 


HYMN    156. 

How  oft  would  I  cherish  those   fond  hopes  of 
seeing 

My  Saviour  in  Glory,  in  regions  above  ; 
My  Maker  in  Heaven,  that  Just,  Holy  Being. 

Dressed  in  compassion,  iri  glory,  and  love. 


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How   can    we     be    slothful,   while   Christ    is 

a-pleading 

With  us  to  repent  in  the  days  of  our  youth  ? 

In  the  regions  of  love  He  is  now  interceding, 

He  invites  us  to  come   and   believe    in  the 

truth. 

I  cannot  forget  Him  who  purchased  my  pardon, 
In   courts    there  celestial  His  face  I  would 
see  ; 
He  was    nailed    to   the    Cross    in  that  dread, 
gloomy  Garden, 
There  in  anguish    He   died  for  sinners  like 
me. 


HYMN    157. 

Oh,  sin  !  the  cause  of  all  my  grief! 

The  cause  of  my  Redeemer's  death  ; 
To  save  the  world  and  give  relief, 

For  man  He  yielded  up  His  breath. 


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He  dies !  the  Friend  of  Sinners  dies  ! 

For  them  his  righteous  blood  was  spilt 
He  made  that  woful  sacrifice, 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  guilt. 

Then,  Friend  of  Sinners,  hear  me  call ! 

And  pardon  all  my  sin  and  guilt  ; 
Here  rest  my  Great  Eternal  All, 

If  on  the  rock  my  house  is  built. 

If  I  should  build  upon  the  sand, 

Where  winds  may  howl  and  billows  ro 

I  ne'er  shall  see  that  happy  land, 
Nor  rest  my  soul  on  Canaan's  shore. 


HYMN  158. 

Thou  God  of  Jacob,  hear  my  call, 
Oh,  lend  to  me  a  listening  ear; 

My  case  is  mine  Eternal  All, 

Oh,  Lord,  forgive  and  soothe  my  fear. 


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I  hope  through  faith  and  prayer  to  be 
A  servant  of  the  living  God  ; 

Thy  courts,  Thy  Heavenly  mansions  see, 
And  walk  the  streets  Thyself  hath  trod. 

Come  !  sinner,  come  !  embrace  the  Lord, 
And  view  1J  is  mercies  o'er  and  o'er, 

Then  Heaven  shall  be  Thy  great  reward, 
Thy  soul  shall  land  on  Canaan's  shore. 

When  thou  shall  move  to  yonder  world, 
Thy  soul  on  Angels'  wings  be  borne, 

Thy  sins  to  outer  darkness  hurled 
Thy  soul  no  more  to  weep  or  mourn. 


HYMN  159. 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare, 
The  glories  of  our  Maker,  God  ; 

No  finite  soul  can  enter  there, 

Unless  through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 


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We  must  be  cleansed  from  every  stain 
From  sin  by  our  first  parents  given, 

For  us  the  Saviour  once  was  slain, 
The  only  way,  our  guide  to  Heaven. 

Our  guide,  our  lamp,  our  beacon  light, 
Our  Head — the  Fount  of  all  our  joys, 

While  mercy  is  His  chief  delight, 
His  presence  all  our  grief  destroys. 


HYMN  160. 

God  saw  from  off  His  dazzling  throne, 
We  mortals  here  condemned  to  die  ; 

He  made  His  great,  kind  purpose  known, 
He  viewed  us  with  a  pitying  eye. 

'Twas  then  the  Gospel  feast  was  spread, 
The  great  Messiah  had  come  to  Earth, 

Then  tears  of  joy  by  Saints  were  shed 
At  Christ,  our  groat  Redeemer's  birth. 


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The  great  Messiah  has  come  to  reign, 
Who  was,  and  is,  and  is  to  be  ; 

His  Father's  glory  did  sustain, 
For  man  He  died  upon  the  tree. 

And  now  He  stands  with  open  arms, 
Inviting  all  of  us  to  come, 

With  palms  of  victory  in  His  hands, 
Over  Death,  Hell  and  the  tomb. 


HYMN  161. 

Help  me  now,  oh  righteous  God, 

In  this  most  trying  hour ; 
Help  me  to  preach  Thy  Holy  Word 

With  pungency  and  power. 

Help  me  with  fear  and  Holy  awe, 

To  preach  Thy  great,  important  truths  ; 

And  from  Thy  Sacred  Scriptures  draw 
Some  rich  instructions  to  our  youths. 


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Help  me  while  I  am  called  to  preach, 
To  preach  repentance  through  Thy  Son  ; 

Help  me  Thy  Gospel  truths  to  teach, 
To  warn  them  of  Thy  wrath  to  come. 

Help  me  to  practice  what  I  preach, 
To  mind  and  do  as  well  as  say ; 

The  riches  of  Thy  Gospel  teach, 

And  guard  my  feet,  don't  let  me  stray. 


HYMN    162. 

Thou  Rock  of  Ages  !  King  of  Heaven, 
We  on  Thy  sacred  name  would  call 

Through  boundless  grace  to  be  forgiven, 
There  rests  our  great  Eternal  all. 

In  sin  and  thraldom  here  we  livre 

And  walk  our  w'icked  ways  ; 
Through  Christ,  Thy  Son,  wilt  Thou  forgive 

And  thus  prolong  our  days. 


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Don't  cut  the  brittle  thread  of  life, 

Bat  still  my  E  ::ne  preserve  ; 

Though  laden  with  sin  and  fool 
.  me  as  I  deserve. 

I,  through  deep  repentance  find 
Favor  in  my  Mak 
A  rcepts  mind. 

To  do  His  will  be  my  delisht. 


HYMN  : 

i  King  of  Heaven,  the  sinner's  hope. 
We  rest  on  Thy  Almighty  power  ; 
How  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
That  keeps  and  guards  us  every  hour. 

That  God  tha:  noil, 

3  each  its  course  in  order  keep : 
His  arm  has  power  to  save  my  soul, 
His  watchful  eye  can  never  sleep. 


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Before  thai  great,  all-searching  eye, 
Our  actions  good  or  ill  are  known  ; 

He  sees  from  Heaven,  in  yonder  sky, 
Looks  down  from  His  Almighty  throne. 

His  power  is  awful  and  sublime, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  the  Lord, 

His  promise  sure  and  so  divine, 
We'll  rest  our  all  upon  His  word. 


HYMN   164. 

To  that  bright  Heaven  in  yonder  skies, 
May  all  my  noble  passions  rise ; 

That  blest  abode  where  Jesus  reigns, 
To  sing  His  love  in  sweeter  strains. 

With  songs  and  anthems  sing  His  praise, 
Through  boundless  years  and  endless  days 

In  joy  complete  my  raptured  soul, 
To  sing  His  praise  while  ages  roll. 


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There  worship  round  our  Saviour's  feet, 
In  joys  immortal,  love  complete, 

While  Angels  strike  their  golden  lyre, 
And  fill  our  soul  with  sacred  fire. 

With  fervent  Jove  and  heavenly  zeal, 
May  I  Thy  goodness  know  and  feel ; 

Do  Thou  Thy  grace  to  me  impart, 
And  print  Thy  laws  upon  my  heart. 

Direct  me  to  that  heavenly  hill, 
Thy  glorious  purpose  to  fulfil ; 

And  when  I  pass  Death's  iron  gate, 
May  angels  for  my  spirit  wait  ; 

To  waft  my  soul  to  realms  above, 
And  there  to  sing  redeeming  love  ; 

To  see  my  Saviour  face  to  face, 

And  worship  round  Thy  Throne  of  Grace. 


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21S 


HYMN  165, 

Come,  sinner  !  come  !  thy  soul  prepare. 
To  see  thy  Saviour's  glories  there ; 

And  when  thy  course  is  finished  here, 
To  meet  with  joy  and  not  with  fear. 

To  meet  thy  Saviour  in  the  skies, 
To  run  the  race  and  win  the  prize. 

To  gain  a  Robe  of  Righteousness, 
And  all  those  Heavenly  joys  possess. 


By  meek  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
To  dwell  with  Christ  in  Heaven  above, 

Before  that  grand,  that  Heavenly  Host, 
Sing  praises  to  the  Holy  Ghost. 

Come,  sinner  !  come  !  no  longer  wait, 
For  fear  thy  prayer  should  be  too  late. 

While  Christ  is  on  His  mercy  seat, 
Come,  sinner  !  bow  before  His  feet. 


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HYMN  166. 

Should  sinful  man  presume  to  be 
More  Holy  than  his  Maker,  Go  J  ? 

If  he  his  awful  case  could  see, 

His  soul  would  sink  beneath  the  load. 

Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
He  walks  the  road  to  dark  despair ; 

His  Saviour  calls,  while  on  he  goes, 

To  search  for  bliss  he  knows  not  where. 

To  search  for  bliss  and  joy  below, 

Is  like  a  false,  an  idle  tale  ; 
How  can  my  passions  move  so  slow  ! 

While  there  is  hope  I  shall  prevail. 

Hope,  like  an  anchor  to  my  soul, 
Hope  bears  my  sinking  spirit  up ; 

Do  thou,  oh  God  !  my  heart  control, 
And  be  my  stay,  my  only  prop. 


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HYMN  167. 

Salvation !  oh,  that  Heavenly  voice, 
It  makes  my  heart,  my  soul  rejoice ; 

My  inward  passions  all  combine 
To  sing  a  song  that's  so  divine. 

Salvation  !  oh,  the  glorious  news, 

To  Gentiles,  Greeks,  likewise  the  Jews  ; 
Oh,  God  !  thy  healing  streams  impart, 


And  print  Salvation  on  my  heart. 

Salvation  !  oh,  thy  chariot  wheels, 
Thy  healing  balm  the  sinner  feels  ; 

Roll  on  and  spread  the  news  afar, 

The  birth  of  Christ,  the  Morning  Star. 

Salvation !  oh,  the  Heavenly  theme, 
We  pass  it  like  the  midnight  dream  ; 

How  can  we  slight  the  Saviour's  voice, 
Before  whom  Heaven  and  Earth  rejoice. 


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Salvation  !  oh,  thy  joys  to  feel, 

Lord,  take  my  heart  and  place  the  seal ; 
Oh,  seal  it  for  Thy  courts  on  high, 

Where  joys  immortal  never  die. 


HYMN  16S. 

Go  preach  Salvation  through  the  Cross, 

Tell  the  whole  world  the  Saviour  died ; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

P      God's  Holy  Law  was  satisfied. 

Go  preach  Remission,  Love  and  Faith, 
Repentance  through  the  Son  of  God  ; 

This  is  the  way  the  Bible  saith — 
The  way  that  John  the  Baptist  trod. 

The  way  the  great  Apostle  Paul 
Besought  the  Romans  to  believe; 

To  embrace  the  great  Eternal  all, 
No  more  the  Holy  Spirit  grieve, 


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Go  preach  Baptism  in  Chrises  name ! 

For  this  Commandment  He  has  given ; 
The  Saviour  once  from  glory  came, 

And  marked  the  road,  the  way  to  Heaven. 


HYMN  169. 


Should  Hell  oppose  and  Satan  rage, 
And  all  my  inward  powers  engage  ; 

Oh,  Christ !  my  Lord  !  come  take  my  part, 
And  bind  to  Thee  my  wandering  heart. 

Should  we  in  sin  and  darkness  live, 
How  could  that  Holy  God  forgive  ? 

If  we  pray  with  fervent  heart, 
He  will  His  grace  to  us  impart. 

Could  I  avoid  the  tempter's  rage, 
And  in  my  Maker's  cause  engage, 

My  heart  and  tongue  with  fervent  zeal, 
His  loving  kindness  hope  to  feel. 


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Sin,  the  source  of  heartfelt  sorrow, 

The  cause  of  grief  and  pain  to-morrow 

Oh,  cleanse  my  soul  from  sin  and  shame. 
Teach  us  to  love  and  fear  Thy  name. 


HYMN    170. 

Behold  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
In  awful  grandeur  in  the  skies  ; 

We'll  shout  and  sing  to  His  dear  name. 
With  joyful  songs  our  voices  raise. 

Behold  how  Christ  the  Saviour  died, 
To  pay  the  debt  that  sin  hath  made  ; 

The  Jews,  they  mocked,  their  God  denied, 
While  He  their  dreadful  ransom  paid. 

Behold  Him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
For  such  poor  sinful  souls  as  mine  ; 

Thfi  Earth  it  quaked  from  sea  to  sea, 
The  dazzling  sun  refused  to  shine. 


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HYMN    171. 

Sinners,  come  hear  Thy  Saviour's  voice, 
And  see  the  Cross,  the  Crown  He  wore ; 

Kepent !  believe  !  with  Saints  rejoice, 
And  view  His  dreadful  sufferings  o'er. 

Come,  sinners  !  come  !  and  don't  refuse, 
But  hear  that  grand,  inviting  voice  ; 

Salvation  !  oh,  that  joyful  news  ! 

It  makes  both  Heaven  and  Earth  rejoice. 

Oh,  could  we  climb  that  joyful  road, 
There  view  the  glories  of  the  place, 

We  could  not  sin  against  our  God, 
Or  trample  on  His  boundless  grace. 

Sin  is  the  cause  of  all  our  woes, 
For  sin  the  Cross  our  Saviour  bore ; 

Our  grief  and  sorrow  here  He  knows, 
His  flesh  had  felt  them  long  before. 


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HYMN  172, 

Oh,  Lord  of  Heaven,  of  power  and  love  ! 

We  fain  would  see  Thy  sacred  face, 
In  Glory  there,  in  Heaven  above, 

And  sing  the  riches  of  Thy  Grace, 

Religion  !  oh,  that  gift  from  God, 

His  church,  his  Holy  Sabbath  day, 
The  sacred  pages  of  His  Word  ; 

We  must  arise  without  delay- 
Arise  !  embrace  the  living  God  ! 

He  will  His  love,  His  grace  impart ; 
Show  us  the  path  Christ  Jesus  trod, 

And  write  His  precepts  on  our  heart. 

May  we  Thy  great  Salvation  feel, 
And  try  to  make  that  better  choice  ; 

Fulfil  Thy  law  with  Holy  zeal, 
And  hear  Thy  kind  inviting  voice. 

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HYMN  173. 

That  awful  day  Will  soon  be  here, 

W  hen  man  must  meet  his  final  doom  ; 

His  Judge  in  Glory  will  appear, 

How  dreadful  must  the  summons  come. 

That  awful  day  of  dirk  despair 

To  those  who  never  knew  the  Lord  ; 

Will  Thou,  ohj  God  !  my  soul  prepare. 
Through  faith  in  Thine  Eternal  Word, 


Great  God,  forbear  !  be  pleased  to  hear 
A   prayer,   through  Christ,  to  Thee  in 
Heaven  ; 

Soothe  our  minds,  dispel  our  fear, 

And  speak  the  word  our  sins  forgiven. 

Protect  us  in  that  awful  hour, 

Whem  Time  itself  shall  fade  away  ; 

And  guard  us  with  Thy  sovereign  power. 
To  fairer  worlds  and  brighter  day. 


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HYMN    174. 

Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  Word  endures, 

If  Heaven  and  Earth  should  pass  away  . 

While  all  we  need,  Thy  Hand  procures. 
And  guards  us  safe  from  day  to  day. 

Firm  as  Thy  Throne  Thy  promise  stands, 
To  those  who  do  their  Maker's  will, 

Their  eyes  shall  see  those  Holy  lands, 
Their  feet  shall  walk  to  Zion's  HilL 

Firm  as  the  Earth  Thy  Gospel  Grace, 
To  those  who  trust  Thine  only  Son  ; 

They  shall  behold  that  happy  place, 

And  say,  with  joy,  ''Thy  will  be  done  !" 

Then,  oh,  my  soul  !  march  boldly  on  : 
Pursue  that  heavenly,  happy  way, 

To  Heaven,  where  Christ  my  Saviour's  gone, 
Where  all  is  one  eternal  day. 


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HYMN    175. 

Christ,  the  head,  the  corner-stone, 

Whereon  my  hope  of  Heaven  depends  : 

Me  trod  the  wine-press  here  alone, 
To  meet  those  great  eternal  ends. 

Christ,  the  head,  the  corner-stone, 
The  stone  the  builders  did  refuse  ; 

Yet  He  will  bless  and  save  His  own, 
The  Greeks,  the  Gentiles,  or  the  Jews. 

Christ,  the  head,  the  corner-stone, 
He  bears  my  sinking  spirits  up  ; 

He  blessed  and  claimed  us  for  His  own  ; 
How  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop  ? 

Christ,  the  head,  the  corner-stone, 

Whereon  the  Church  of  God  is  built; 

He  fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 
Redeemed  the  world  from  sin  and  guilt. 


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Christ,  the  head,  the  corner-stone, 
A  shadowing  rock  in  a  weary  land ; 

His  grace  and  kindness  have  made  known. 
And  placed  the  meek  at  His  right  hand. 

Christ,  the  head,  the  corner-stone, 
He  left  His  Father's  realms  above  ; 

His  great  commission  here  made  known, 
When  moved  by  pity  and  by  love. 

Christ,  the  head,  the  corner-stone, 

The  Christian's  guide  to  glory  bright ; 

Salvation  comes  through  Him  alone  ; 
The  contrite  soul  is  His  delight. 


HYMN  176. 
A   Call  to  the  Si?i?icr. 

Oh,  careless  sinner  !  come  ! 

Pray,  now  attend  ! 
This  world  is  not  your  home  ; 

It  soon  will  end. 


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Your  Saviour  calls  aloud  ; 
Do  not  delay  ! 

Forsake  the  thoughtless  crowd ; 
Christ  is  the  way. 

No  hope  of  joy  to  find; 

While  thus  you  go ; 
No  peace  unto  your  mind, 

But  sin  and  woe. 

Alas  !  why  will  ye  slight, 

And  still  refuse 
The  rays  of  Gospel  light, 

And  darkness  choose  ? 

Come,  make  your  choice  to-day, 

And  be  at  rest ; 
And  try  the  good  old  way, 

That  Christ  has  blest ! 


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HYMN  177. 

Salvation  !  oh,  thy  healing  streams  ! 

With  joy  I  view  thy  radiant  beams, 
And  hope,  through  Christ,  to  be  at  rest, 

And  reign  with  Him  among  the  blest. 

Religious  joys,  that  heavenly  prize, 
May  nothing  short  my  sou]  suffice  ; 

I  hope,  through  faith  and  humble  prayer, 
To  wash  away  the  stains  I  wear.      • 

Oh,  could  mine  eyes  yet  live  to  see 
Thy  heralds  crowned  with  victor)'  ; 

The  heathen  come  and  learn  to  pray, 
And  cast  their  Idol  Gods  away ; 

And  trust  the  great,  the  true  Messiah, 
Their  hearts  be  filled  with  pure  desire  \ 

To  bow  before  His  Throne  of  Grace, 
And  plead  their  dark,  benighted  case. 


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HYMN  17S. 

Sin  doth  destroy  our  feeble  race, 
And  leads  to  death  and  dark  despair  ; 

It  spoils  and  blasts  the  comely  face, 
And  tells  of  bliss  we  know  not  where. 

Sin,  Hell  and  Satan  all  unite, 

To  mar  our  peace  and  joys  in  life  ; 

Our  fell  destroyer's  chief  delight, 
To  dwell  in  sin  and  wicked  strife. 

The  seeds  of  sin,  by  Adam  sown, 
Are  evil  snares  and  foul  deceit ; 

Before  the  Gospel  was  made  known. 
We  had  no  guide  to  guard  our  feet. 

Sin,  the  source  of  fear  and  grief, 
The  vital  cause  of  all  our  pain ; 

Oh,  send  Thy  balm,  that  gives  relief! 
Restore  us  to  Thy  joys  again  ! 


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HYMN   179. 

How  could  I  longer  hold  my  peace, 
While  I  can  raise  my  feeble  voice  ? 

My  thoughts  and  views  so  much  increase, 
It  makes  my  heart  and  soul  rejoice. 

Oh,  could  I  feel  Thy  sovereign  grace, 
And  know  my  Saviour's  love  and  care, 

In  Heaven  to  bow  before  Thy  face, 

With  leave  to  claim  my  mansion  there  ! 

Then  would  my  raptured  spirit  sing 
Before  Jehovah's  mighty  throne, 

And  make  those  Courts  of  Glory  ring 
With  sonofs  to  me  before  unknown. 


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HYMN  180. 

When  I  survey  Thy  glories,  Lord, 
And  read  the  pages  of  Thy  Word, 

My  inward  powers  and  soul  would  say, 
Can  I  appear  at  Judgment  Day  ? 

When  I  survey  Thy  boundless  grace, 
And  view  myself  before  Thy  face, 

These  thoughts  then  bear  a  dreadful  sway 
I  must  appear  at  Judgment  Day ! 

When  I  survey  the  Heavens  above, 
There  view  my  Maker,  clothed  in  love, 

And  hear  the  Lord  in  glory  say  : 

" Prepare  thyself  for  Judgment  Day!" 

When  I  survey  the  world  around, 

And  view  myself  to  Judgment  bound, 

My  former  life  then  I  survey, 

And  feel  the  pangs  of  Judgment  Day  ! 


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When  I  survey  Christ's  wounded   side, 
The  cruel  Cross  whereon  He  died, 

Methinks  I  hear  him  kindly  say  : 

"You  shall  be  spared  at  Judgment  Day!" 

Oh,  may  my  soul  with  holy  zeal 
These  kind  emotions  ever  feel ; 

And  at  that  last  and  final  day, 
On  Angels'  win^s  be  borne  away! 


HYMN  181. 

On  Canaan's  land,  that  happy  place, 
I  have  a  pure,  a  firm  desire, 

To  see  my  Maker's  throne  of  grace, 
And  there  His  glories  to  admire. 

Jerusalem,  the  Christian's  home, 

Oft  would  I  wish  to  be 
In  that  abode,  no  more  to  roam, 

In  sweet  humility. 


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That  glorious  place  of  perfect  bliss, 
That  shore  I  hope  to  make  ; 

Oh,  God  of  Mercy,  grant  me  this, 
Forgive,  for  Jesus's  sake. 

That  bright  abode  where  Jesus  reigns, 

I  hope  one  day  to  see, 
And  sing  His  love  in  sweeter  strains, 

Through  all  Eternity. 


HYMN    1S2. 

When  1  survey  God's  mighty  throne, 
And  view  the  Lamb  for  sinner's  slain, 

To  make  the  Gospel  tidings  known, 
Christ  suffered  death  in  Gethsemane. 

The  true  Messiah,  the  great  High  Priest, 
By  prophets  long  foretold  to  be, 

The  Gospel  light,  that  living  feast, 
Old  Simeon  cried,  I  have  lived  to  see. 


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That  gloomy  garden  long  will  be 
A  place  so  awful  and  sublime  ; 

The  cruel  Cross,  that  woful  tree, 

Where  Christ,  our  Saviour,  did  resign. 

There  did  resign  and  died  for  all 

Who  may  His  loving  kindness  choose  ; 

Who  on  His  Sacred  name  may  call, 
His  tender  mercies  won't  refuse. 


HYMN    1S3. 

Religion!   oh,  that  Heavenly  truth — 
It  bears  the  sinking  sinner  up  ; 

It  comforts  age,  a  guide  to  youth, 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup. 

Religion  !  what  a  glorious  theme  ! 

The  vital  spark  to  life  divine  : 
Our  troubles  here  pass  like  a  dream, 

When  we  our  hearts  to  God  resign. 


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Religion  !  oh,  thy  healing  streams. 

The  carnal  mind  can't  never  view  ; 
Christ's  love  through  all  its  radiant  beams, 

The  false  Apostate  never  knew. 

Religion  !  thy  transcendent  joys, 
God's  love  and  grace  to  me  impart ; 

Oh,  raise  my  mind  from  Earthly  toys. 
And  bind  to  Thee  mv  wandering  heart. 


HYMN    184. 

Great  is  the  Lord  !   all  creatures  say, 
And  all  His  mandates  must  prevail  ; 

The  Heavens  and  Earth  shall  pass  away, 
Before  Jehovah's  word  can  fail. 

Great  is  the  Lord !  before  whose  face 
Nations  must  bow,  their  homage  pay, 

And  plead  for  His  protecting  grace, 
To  save  them  in  that  fearful  day. 


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Great  is  the  Lord  !  before  whose  throne 
Saints  and  Sinners  must  appear, 

And  there  to  stand  or  fall  alone, 

Their  solemn  sentence  then  to  hear. 

Great  is  the  Lord  !  before  whose  voice 
The  planets  in  awful  grandeur  move, 

And  Angels  bow,  the  Heavens  rejoice, 
Before  His  majesty  and  love, 


HYMN  185. 

Clothed  in  love,  with  power  supreme, 
The  mighty  Saviour  did  appear  ; 

Salvation  was  his  only  theme, 

His  great,  His  glorious  mission  here. 

He  left  His  Father's  Courts  on  High, 
The  soul  of  man  lay  near  his  heart  ; 

Came  down  to  Earth  to  bleed  and  die. 
Then  joys  immortal  did  impart. 


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Here  Christ,  the  Gospel  light,  appeared; 

The  Saints  the  joyful  news  proclaimed  ;  I 
Through   Christ,  the   sinner's  heart  was 
cheered, 

To  sing  the  glories  of  His  name. 

The  true  Messiah,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Clothed  in  light,  from  Heaven  He  came  \ 

He  invites  us  to  a  richer  feast, 

The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 


HYMN    1S6  — Baptism. 

Our  great  High  Priest  to  Heaven  is  gone, 
In  Jordan's  stream  baptized  by  John  ; 

He  left  the  great  example  here, 
To  all  when  duty  may  appear. 

Baptism  rites  he  did  ordain, 

Through  which,  a  blessing  we  obtain  ; 
The  kind  example  he  has  given, 

A  guide,  a  way-mark  home,  to  Heaven. 


He  was  immersed  in  Jordan's  wave, 
There  did  descend  a  watery  grave  ; 

There  from  the  deep  He  gently  rose, 
And  mildly  conquered  all  His  foes. 

In  Jordan's  wave  He  gently  bowed, 
The  water  was  His  closing  shroud  ; 

His  mandates  here  we  must  obey, 
To  meet  Him  in  the  coming  day. 


UVMN  181, 

Behold  !  how  Christ,  our  Saviour  pleads 
In  Heaven,  His  Father  to  forbear  : 

The  great  Immanuel  intercedes 

With  Go  J,  our  sinful  souls  to  spar.*. 

While  clothed  with  majesty  and  lightj 
He  hears  the  vilest  sinner  call  ; 

The  contrite  soul  is  His  delight, 
His  grace  is  free  to  one  and  all. 

He  endured  the  Cross,  He  wore  the  Crown* 
He  died  a  hard  and  cruel  death  ; 

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From  Heaven  He  brought  Salvation  down, 
And  sealed  it  with  His  dying  breath. 

In  anguish  there  our  Saviour  prayed — 
"Father,  oh  may  this  cup  depart, 

Vet,  nevertheless,  Thy  will/1  He  said, 
"Without  a  murmur  from  mv  heart." 


HYMN  IBS. 

Christ,  our  Lord,  the  great  Messiah, 
Now  dwells  above  at  God's  right  hand  ; 

Give  me  that  faith,  that  pure  desire, 
Through  prayer  to  see  that  Holy  land. 

The  sinner's  friend,  Thou  God  of  Host, 
Oh,  keep  me  safe  from  sin  and  harm  : 

Baptize  me  with  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Protect  me  with  Thy  mighty  arm. 

Thy  sovereign  power,  Thy  searching  eye. 

Before  Thy  throne  I  would  appear  ; 
Teach  me  the  road  to  Thee  on  high, 

Subdue  my  sin  and  slavish  fear. 


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Teach  me  to  walk  that  righteous  way, 
Subdue  my  carnal  mind  to  Thee — 

To  bear  my  Cross  from  day  to  day. 
At  last  Thy  great  Salvation  see. 


HYMN    1S9. 

Poor  sinful  souls  of  Adam's  race. 

Who  have  no  sure  abiding  place. 
Come  taste  the  joys  of  life  divine. 

Thy  wicked  hearts  to  God  resign. 

Come  plead  thy  dark,  benighted  case   ■ 
Before  thy  Maker's  Throne  of  Grace, 

And  pray  to  Him  to  be  forgiven — 
Prepare  Thy  soul  to  reign  in  Heaven. 

Come,  Sinner!  don't  no  more  delay, 
But  try  the  straight  and  narrow  way 

That  leads  to  life  in  yonder  sky — 
Embrace  the  Lord,  why  will  ye  die  ? 

Oh  !   Sinner,  turn  !  embrace  the  truth, 
From  hoary  heads  to  careless  youth, 


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x\nd  cleave  to  Christ,  Thy  Sovereign  Lord, 
And  Heaven  shall  be  Thy  sure  reward. 


HYMN  190. 

A  precious  hope  through  Christ  is  given, 
Though  dead  in  sin  I  yet  may  live 

And  find  my  way  by  prayer  to  Heaven, 
If  I  repent,  He  will  forgive. 

The  contrite  soul  God  will  forgive, 
By  grace  and  mercy  He  is  known  ; 

Lay  hold  of  strength,  we  yet  may  live, 
I'll  place  my  trust  in  Him  alone. 

How  could  my  heart  so  long  refuse 
Thy  Holy  doctrine  so  divine? 

Thy  love  and  mercy  so  abuse  ! 

Oh,  cleanse  this  wicked  soul  of  mine. 

Direct  me  through  life's  journey  here, 
Evil  and  few  my  days  at  most : 

When  death  shall  seal  the  parting  tear, 
Then  land  me  on  fair  Canaan's  coast, 


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HYMN   191. 

When  heart  and  strength  and  life  shall  fail, 
Oh,  what  a  sad  and  mournful  tale 

To  see  a  sinner  pressed  with  years, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  slavish  fears. 

His  hoary  locks  bespoke  his  age, 
His  garb  was  like  an  ancient  sage, 

1  lis  quivering  limbs  a  tale  of  woe, 
Down  to  the  grave  he  soon  must- go. 

Oh,  could  he  say  "God's  will,  Amen, 
I've  lived  my  years  three  score  and  ten  ; 

My  feeble  frame  I  now  resign — 

Oh,  save  this  sinking  soul  of  mine." 

But  onward  still  this  sinner  goes, 
Pressed  with  years  and  heavy  woes, 

Down  to  the  grave  in  dark  despair, 
No  hope  of  mercy  enters  there. 

Ah,  what  a  bright  and  pleasing  tale, 
When  heart  and  strength  and  life  shall 
fail, 


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To  hear  a  dying  saint  reply — 

"  'Tis  meet  that  I  was  born  to  die.' 


HYMN  192.      Gospel  Light. 

Let  vile  apostates  rage  and  say — 
"Religious  joys  are  idle  dreams ;  " 

The  world  can't  give  or  take  away 
The  Gospel  light,  its  radiant  beams. 

While  sinful  man  pursues  his  way 
To  the  dark  realms  of  endless  night, 

Feed  me,  oh  Lord,  from  day  to  day, 
With  balmy  dews  of  Gospel  light. 

Let  poor  backsliders  scoff  and  jeer, 
Let  Satan  rage  and  vent  his  spite ; 

Teach  me  Thy  law,  Thy  love  and  fear, 
The  riches  of  Thy  Gospel  light. 

Let  Satan  all  his  powers  employ, 

To  spoil  my  peace,  destroy  my  sight ; 

Show  me  the  path  to  endless  joy, 

Thy  boundless  grace  and  Gospel  light. 


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HYMN  193. 

Great  is  Thy  power,  Almighty  God, 
Thy  judgment  bar — oh,  how  august  1 

We  fear  the  vengeance  of  Thy  rod, 
But  still  in  Thee,  I'll  place  my  trust. 

Oh,  God  !  convert  my  soul  to  Thee, 
Thy  mighty  arm  is  clothed  in  love  ; 

Let  me  Thy  courts,  Thy  glory  see, 
And  sing  Thy  praise  in  realms  above. 

Sin,  my  worst  enemy  while  here, 

No  more  will  mar  or  spoil  my  peace ; 

Before  Thy  face  I  shall  appear — 

Then  will  my  woes  and  sorrows  cease. 

There  angels  bow  before  Thy  throne, 
With  loud  Hosannas  shout  Amen, 

With  praises  to  the  Eternal  Son, 

Crying  "Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb." 


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HYMN  194, 

Prayer,  a  strong  and  mighty  tower, 
A  chariot  to  the  worlds  above  ; 

It  prepares  us  for  a  dying  hour, 
Secures  the  pledge  of  Jesus's  love. 

Prayer,  like  an  anchor  to  the  soul, 
It  calms  the  surging  waves  of  life — 

It  makes  our  moments  sweetly  roll, 
Destroys  contention,  sin  and  strife. 

Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
It  binds  the  weak  and  broken  heart ; 

It  soothes  us  on  the  bed  of  death, 
And  Heavenly  blessings  doth  impart, 

The  praying  soul  is  not  dismayed, 
This  path  the  dying  martyrs  trod ; 

The  Saviour  oft  in  secret  prayed, 

And  held  communion  with  His  God. 

Prayer,  the  only  path  to  Heaven, 
The  path  the  great  Apostles  trod ; 

The  kind  examples  Christ  has  given. 
Whereby  we  intercede  with  God, 


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Christ  often  to  His  Father  prayed, 

In  mountains  wild,  in  humble  strains  . 

While  on  the  Cross  was  not  dismayed, 
When   life  poured  from   His  bleom- 
ycins. 


HYMN  195. 

I  would  to  God  that  I  had  been 

A  Christian  all  my  days  : 
Despised  the  wicked  paths  of  sin, 

And  walked  in  wisdom's  ways. 

But  oh,  alas  !  that  has  not  been, 

I've  wandered  from  the  Lord 
With  heartfelt  sorrow  now  and  then. 

While  reading  in  His  Word. 

I  hope  through  Christ  and  humble  prayer, 

My  sins  may  be  forgiven, 
And  see  His  great  Salvation  there, 

And  praise  my  God  in  Heaven. 

But  when  I  view  His  blessings  o'er, 
And  view  my  sin  and  wicked  ways, 

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His  Holy  name  I  would  adore, 
In  joyful  hopes  of  brighter  day?. 


HYMN  196. 

Hail  !   Thou  glorious,  mighty  being*,- 
Who  left  Thy  Father's  realms  above'  f 

Came  down  to  Earth,  our  misery  seeing, 
Clothed  with  holiness  and  love. 

Hail !  Thou  wondrous,  mighty  Saviour, 
Lord  of  Light  and  Prince  of  Peace — 

Who  suffered  shame  for  our  behavior, 
Our  joys  or  woes  through  Him  will  cease 

Should  we  embrace  our  great  Salvation, 
Whereon  our  hopes  of  Heaven  depend, 

And  mind  the  truths  of  Revelation, 
Then  will  our  troubles  have  an  end. 

Should  we  neglect  this  great  Salvation, 
Until  our  days  are  finished  here  i 

Then  at  that  awful  retribution, 
How  will  our  mortal  soul  appear  ? 


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HYMN   197.     The  Pilgrim. 

Am  I  a  pilgrim  here  below— 

A  servant  of  the  Lord  ? 
One  thing  I  wish  to  learn  and  know, 

The  riches  of  His  Word. 

Am  I  a  pilgrim  here  below— 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
May  I  His  grace  and  goodness  know^ 

And  learn  to  praise  His  name. 

Am  I  a  pilgrim  here  below — 
And  bound  to  heathen  lands  ? 

1  wish  His  Holy  will  to  know. 
And  keep  His  great  commands, 

Am  I  a  pilgrim  here  below — 

A  traveler  to  afar  ? 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no — 

The  bright  and  Morning  Star  ? 


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HYMN  198. 

If  we  should  to  the  end  endure, 
A  Crown  of  Glory  we  shall  gain  ; 

This  God  hath  spoke  His  promise  sure. 
None  ever  found  His  service  vain. 

But  should  we  faint  and  turn  aside, 
And  all  His  warnings  disobey, 

We  must  expect  to  be  denied, 
By  Him  in  that  great  trying  day. 

But  if  we  gain  that  dazzling  Crown, 

A  glittering  robe  of  white, 
With  Martyrs,  Prophets,  then  sit  down. 

In  scenes  of  pure  delight. 

Our  cup  is  full,  our  souls  would  say  ; 

We  ask  for  nothing  more  ; 
There  sing  God's  praise  from  day  to  day, , 

On  that  celestial  shore. 


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HYxMN  199.      On  Baptism. 

A  glorious  way-mark  Christ  has  given  ; 

He  was  immersed  in  Jordan's  wave, 
To  guide  the  Christian  home  to  Heaven, 

Yet  this  alone  can  never  save. 

We  must  repent  and  be  baptized, 
And  read  His  Holy  Word  with  care  ; 

For  He  Himself  was  sacrificed, 

That  we  might  find  admission  there. 

Baptism  rites  Christ  did  ordain, 
To  guide  us  on  that  heavenly  road, 

And  made  the  duty  clear  and  plain, 
The  path  is  straight  to  His  abode. 

Says  Christ :  "  These  rites  I  now  ordain  ; 

Ye  must  repent  and  trust  my  Word  ; 
And  then  thy  soul  in  joy  shall  reign, 

With  Christ,  thy  Friend  and  Sovereign 
Lord. 


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HYMN  200. 

Am  I  a  Soldier  of  the  Cross, 

A  servant  of  that  Mighty  King  ? 

My  treasures  here  I'll  count  but  dross, 
And  of  His  great  salvation  sing. 

Am  I  a  servant  of  the  Lord, 

An  heir  of  Heaven  at  His  Eight  Hand  ? 
Then  I  must  read  His  Holy  Word, 

With  hopes  to  see  that  happy  land. 

My  soul  in  raptures  then  would  be, 
To  view  the  Father  on  His  Throne  ; 

The  fullness  of  the  Godhead  see, 
The  Holy  Ghost,  the  Mighty  Son. 

How  can  my  soul  in  sin  remain, 

While  Heavenly  bliss  appears  in  view  ? 

He  shows  the  way,  and  makes  it  plain ; 
His  Holy  footsteps  then  pursue. 


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HYMN  201. 

While  I  survey  God's  powerful  hand, 
And  think  how  weak  and  frail  I  be  } 

While  worlds  revolve  at  His  command, 
That  great  first  cause  I  hope  to  see. 

Through  prayer  and  faith,  His  glory  seef 
In  that  abode  of  heavenly  bliss  ; 

Through  boundless  ages  there  to  be  ; 
Oh.  God  of  Mercy  !  grant  me  this. 

Oh,  Lord  !  how  could  I  be  denied  ? 

Giant  me  that  boon,  Thy  love  and  grace  ; 
To  think  how  Christ  for  sinners  died, 

Let  me  behold  His  sacred  face, 

Yhus  while  I  view  with  heart-felt  joy, 
Show  me  a  mansion  for  mine  own 

Lot  Earth  and  Hell  no  more  decoy, 

But  let  me  praise  Thee  round  Thy  throne. 

May  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

With  soul  and  mind,  to  serve  the  Lord  , 


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And  pledge  my  all  to  not  depart, 
But  rest  securely  on  Thy  Word. 


HYMN  202.     The  Resurrection. 

Christ  on  the  Cross  for  us  was  slain. 
While  there  for  man  the  ransom  paid, 

He  tasted  death,  then  rose  again, 
While  in  the  tomb  His  body  laid. 

There  in  the  tomb  our  Saviour  laid, 

While  guards  of  soldiers  round  Him  set. 

The  tomb  that  was  by  Joseph  made, 
WTith  massive  stones  the  door  was  shut. 

His  resurrection  soon  appeared  ; 

Bright  Angels  rolled  the  stones  away  ; 
The  Jews,  his  keepers,  shook  and  feared, 

While  Christ  arose  and  went  His  way. 

"All  hail !"  the  son  of  God  did  say, 
When  first  to  Mary  He  appeared  ; 

That  hallowed  morn,  that  holy  day, 
By  Gospel  light  the  world  was  cheered. 


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11  Be  not  afraid  !"  our  Saviour  .^aith, 
"  Go,  tell  my  brethren  I  have  risen  ; 

I  've  spoiled  the  foe,  the  monster  death, 
And  burst  the  tomb,  that  gloomy  prison." 


HYMN  203.^ 

Kepent,  vain  man  !  and  be  baptized, 
And  come  while  yet  there  is  room  ; 

IC  Give  ear  to  me !"  the  Saviour  cries, 
"  Lest  death  may  seal  thy  doom." 

"  Repent !"  the  God  of  Justice  cries  ; 

11  While  time  and  space  are  given  ; 
In  Jordan's  waters  be  baptized, 

And  shape  thy  course  for  Heaven." 

11  Repent !"  thy  Great  Redeemer  cries; 

11  Have  faith,  believe  and  live  !" 
Trust  in  the  Lord  and  be  baptized  ; 

He  will  our  sins  forgive. 

11  Repent  !"  the  Voice  of  Mercy  cries, 
And  all  the  Heavenly  Host ; 


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May  we  with  water  be  baptized, 
And  with  the  Holy  Ghost. 


HYMN  204. 

Let  not  a  lie  escape  your  tongue, 
But  keep  your  conscience  clear ; 

And  never  think  yourself  too  young 
The  God  of  Hosts  to  fear. 

Let  not  a  lie  escape  your  tongue, 
But  keep  your  garments  pure  ; 

These  words  concern  the  old  or  young ; 
Who  can  a  lie  endure  ? 

Who  can  endure  a  wicked  lie, 

And  in  that  sin  remain  ? 
Remember  this,  that  we  must  [die, 

And  meet  them  all  again. 

Let  not  a  lie  your  lips  escape, 
But  mind  and  speak  the  truth  ; 

Avoid  that  sin  in  every  shape, 
While  in  the  paths  of  youth. 


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HYMN  205. 

Job  was  a  servant  of  the  Lord  ; 

He  kept  His  counsels,  feared  His  Word, 
And  when  he  felt  His  chastening  rod, 

His  lips  sinned  not  against  his  God. 

Then  let  us  Job's  example  mind, 

Then  grace  and  mercy  we  shall  find  ; 

Then  at  that  last  and  trying  hour, 
God  will  guard  us  with  His  power. 

This  way  the  old  Apostles  tried  ; 

They  bore  their  cross,  subdued  their  pride, 
And  bowed  before  the  Lamb  of  God, 

And  walked  the  path  our  Saviour  trod. 

At  death  they  meet  that  shining  host, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ; 

And  view  the  Godhead  there  above, 
Clothed  in  a  robe  of  liirht  and  love. 


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HYMN   206, 

Sure  is  Thy  Throne  and  great  reward, 
And  all  Thy  heavenly  blessings  sure, 

To  those  who  trust  Thy  Holy  Word, 
And  to  the  end  endure. 

Lord,  may  Thy  grace,  like  summer^  sun, 
Warm  this  cold  heart  of  mine  ; 

I  would  that  race  of  glory  run, 
A  journey  so  divine. 

Teach  me  Thy  boundless  grace  and  love. 
And  seal  my  wandering  heart 

To  Thy  blessed  courts  in  worlds  above, 
There  never  more  to  part, 

Thus  while  with  melting  heart  I  view 

My  Saviour's  dying  love, 
Oh,  when  I  bid  this  Earth  adieu, 

Take  me  to  realms  above, 


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HYMN  207. 

Come,  Sinner  !  hear  thy  Saviour's  voice  ! 

Why  will  you  more  delay  ? 
Lay  hold  of  strength,  make  Him  your  choice 

And  choose  the  better  way. 

How  can  you  stand  and  hear  Him  callr 

And  feel  no  inward  fear? 
For  Death's  cold  hand  would  spoil  it  all  ; 

How  then  will  you  appear  ? 

While  you  have  health,  and  strength  and 
power, 
With  time  and  space  to  do, 
Prepare  to  meet  a  dying-  hour, 
•    And  flee  from  sin  and  Woe. 

King  Jesus  on  His  dazzling  throne, 

He  calls  on  you  to  come  ; 
Your  wants  and  troubles  there  make  tfioton  ; 

Come,  enter!  there  is  room. 


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With  smiles  and  love,  he  cries,  "Give  ear  ! 

The  haughty,  vain,  and  proud, 
Prepare  yourselves  for  glory  here, 

To  meet  me  in  the  clouds." 


HYMN  208. 

If  I  were  called  to  preach  His  Word, 
To  bear  a  message  from  the  Lord, 

One  thing  I  could  not  be  denied, 
To  preach  a  Saviour  crucified. 

Then  I  should  glory  in  the  Cross, 

And  count  my  treasures  here  but  dross  ; 

To  spend  my  breath  in  Heathen  lands, 
And  try  to  do  His  great  commands. 

His  gretfc  commission  I  would  bear, 
And  preach  -a  'Iving  Saviour  there  ;    . 

And  warn  the  nations  iai  and  near, 
Their  Great  Redeemer's  name  rtfear. 

There  I  would  preach  and  spend  my  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 


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On  Angels'  wings  to  Heaven  be  borne, 
Leave  friends  and  brethren  here  to  mourn. 


HYMN  209. 

Mysterious  are  Thy  ways,  oh  God  ! 

Thy  works  to  man  past  finding  out ; 
Yet  we  may  read  and  trust  Thy  Word, 

To  pray  and  nothing  doubt. 

Jehovah  !  give  us  faith  in  Thee  : 
Teach  us  how  to  pray  aright ; 

May  we  Thy  humble  followers  be, 
For  such  is  Thy  delight. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit !  cheer  my  heart, 
With  Thy  enlivening  power ; 

Let  me  from  Thee  no  more  depart, 
With  joy  I  '11  hail  each  hour. 

With  joy  I  '11  hail  the  blessed  day, 

When  my  Redeemer  came, 
When  down  to  Earth  He  made  His  way ; 

Hosanna  to  his  name  ! 


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HYMN  210. 

While  in  this  tenement  of  clay, 
Lord,  teach  me  how  to  live  ! 

Learn  me  to  watch  as  well  as  pray, 
And  all  my  sins  forgive. 

Show  me  the  way  that  leads  to  Heaven, 

The  path  that  Moses  trod  ; 
And  kindly  speak  my  sins  forgiven  ; 

Oh,  Thou,  that  Holy  God  ! 

To  Thee  we  raise  our  wishful  eyes, 
And  ask  Thy  boundless  grace  ; 

May  nothing  short  our  souls  suffice 
But  love  in  Thine  embrace. 


We  should  embrace  Thy  Holy  Word 
And  claim  Thy  promise  sure ; 

Have  faith  in  our  ascended  Lord, 
Like  ?oldiers  then  endure. 


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HYMN  211. 

Hosanna  to  the  Almighty  God, 

Who  bids  the  planets  roll; 
We  fear  and  tremble  at  His  Word, 

His  sceptre  sways  the  whole. 

His  power,  His  goodness  and  His  grace, 

Being  all  combined  in  one  ; 
Could  I  but  see  that  Sacred  face, 

That  high  and  Holy  One. 

This  powerful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  King  ; 
He  guards  us  with  His  Heavenly  powers, 

And  teaches  us  tp  sing. 

How  dare  we  longer  still  refuse 

To  hear  His  mighty  voice  ? 
The  road  to  death  and  darkness  choose, 

Oh,  what  a  wretched  choice  ! 


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HYMN  212. 


Thine  is  the  power,  oh  God  of  Light, 
Thine  is  the  praise  and  glory,  too; 

Teach  us  to  read  and  pray  aright, 
Thy  Holy  will  with  faith  to  do. 

Thy  Heavenly  doctrine,  pure,  divine, 
Shall  be  my  chief  and  sole  delight — 

Cheer  this  benighted  heart  of  mine 
With  Thy  pure,  transcendent  light. 

Give  us  Thy  glorious  Gospel  light, 
A  lamp  to  guide  to  brighter  day  : 

There  see  the  Saints  in  robes  of  white, 
Through  trials  sore-  have  made  their  way. 

Their  glittering  robes  in  glory  shine, 
Their  dazzling  crowns  like  rays  of  light, 

Oh,  could  such  Heavenly  bliss  be  mine, 
With  Christ,  my  Lord,  in  glory  bright. 


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HYMN    213, 

Great  is  the  Lord,  His  power  is  great. 
And  all  His  attributes  are  just  ; 

The  Heavenly  Host  His  mandates  wait, 
In  Him  I  hope  to  place  my  trust. 

Trust  in  that  wise,  unerring  God. 

Who  rules  the  Universe  below  ; 
His  arm  that  wields  that  awful  rod, 

Hath  power  to  strike  or  spare  the  blow. 

Direct  my  will  and  guard  my  frame 
To  keep  Thy  precepts  and  Thy  laws  ; 

To  learn  to  praise  Thy  Holy  name, 

Thou  God  of  love,  the  great  first  cause. 

Help  me  to  make  that  wiser  choice, 
To  flee  from  sin  and  turn  to  Thee  ; 

To  hear  Thy  pure  and  Heavenly  voice, 
Prepare  with  joy  Thy  courts  to  see. 


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HYMN  214. 

Our  Saviour's  love,  so  great,  so  pure, 
He  left  His  Father's  courts  on  high  ; 

For  man,  the  Cross  He  did  endure, 

On  Calvary's  mount  did  bleed  and  die. 

He  endured  the  Cross,  despised  the  shame, 
Eedeemed  the  World  from  sin  and  guilt, 

He  glorified  His  Father's  name, 
There  His  atoning  blood  was  spilt. 

There  on  the  Cross  for  sinners  prayed, 
Besought  His  Father  to  forgive  ; 

"They  know  not  what  they  do,"  He  said, 
"Let  them  return  to  Thee  and  live." 

His  great  commission  here  He  bore, 

That  Holy  law  He  satisfied  ; 
He  has  gone  to  Heaven  forevermore, 

And  left  the  record  how  He  died. 

His  dying  pangs,  His  parting  groans, 
Made  the  Earth  with  terrors  quake  ; 


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The  face  of  nature  seemed  to  mourn, 
The  flinty  rock-  asunder  brake. 

Then  gloom  and  horror  spread  around, 
The  sun  refused  its  rays  of  light ; 

Convulsive  shocks  then  shook  the  ground, 
What  a  sad,  an  awful  sight. 

4iIt's  finished,  now,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
When  to  His  Father  He  had  prayed  ; 

He  bowed  His  gentle  head  and  died — 
The  Jews  around  Him  stood  dismayed. 


.  HYMN  215. 

The  Pilgrim's  Journey. 

Dark  and  sandy,  wild  the  desert, 

Where  the  pilgrim  marches  through  ; 

Yet,  beyond  those  scenes  of  sorrow, 
He  finds  his  treasures  bright  and  new. 

Vet,  mighty  is  his  great  commander, 
Bids  him  cross  and  never  tear ; 


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'Mid  Satan's  rage  and  all  his  slander, 
The  Saviour  doth  his  spirit  cheer. 

Satan's  force  shall  not  defeat  thee, 
Bend  thy  course  for  Canaan's  shore ; 

Should  the  river  Jordan  meet  thee, 
Christ  has  entered  that  before. 

Pilgrim,  see  those  scenes  before  thee, 

Satan  raging  at  his  loss  ; 
Should  the  powers  of  Hell  surround  thee, 

Sing  the  triumphs  of  the  Cross. 


HYMN  216. 

Come  !  sinner,  hear  !  and  don't  forbear, 
Thy  Saviour's  kind,  inviting  voice  ; 

For  Heavenly  bliss  thy  soul  prepare, 
And  with  that  shining  host  rejoice. 

Come  !  sinner,  come  !  no  more  delay, 
And  let  thy  sin  and  folly  cease ; 

Prepare  thyself  for  judgment  day, 
Thy  soul  to  see  the  land  of  peace. 


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Oh,  Lord,  wilt  Thou  my  sins  forgive, 
Let  me  escape  Thy  wrath  to  come  ; 

A  Godly  life  pray  let  me  live, 

And  claim  Thy  promise  as  my  own. 

To  claim  that  promise  firm  and  sure, 
And  bear  my  Cross  while  here  below — 

And  try  to  keep  my  garments  pure, 
At  death   to  scenes  of  glory  go. 


HYMN   217. 

Jerusalem,  that  Heavenly  place, 

Where  all  the  Saints  and  Angels  dwell  ; 
They  dwell  before  their  Maker's  face, 

No  finite  soul  their  joys  can  tell. 

Jerusalem,  that  land  of  love, 

The  place  where  my  Redeemer  reigns  ; 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

To  rise  and  see  those  Heavenly  plains. 

But  oh,  alas  !  my  sinful  soul 

Must  cleave  to  Christ  to  be  forgiven  , 


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May  He  my  inwaTd  powers  control, 

And  raise  my  feeble  thoughts  to  Heaven. 

Should  hell  and  sin  their  powers  unite, 
And  try  to  lead  my  feet  astray ; 

Give  me  Thy  grace,  Thy  Gospel  light, 
That  leads  to  one  eternal  day. 


HYMN  218. 

Thou  great  first  cause  of  power  and  might, 
Who  bids  the  Earth  in  grandeur  move ; 

Who  made  the  Sun,  that  orb  of  light, 
Yet  still  Thine  arm  is  clothed  in  love. 

Thy  po.wer  is  awful  and  sublime, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  Thy  face ; 

Thy  voice  would  cause  the  end  of  time, 
Yet  Thou  hast  built  a  throne  of  grace. 

But  when  I  view  Thy  powerful  hand, 
And  of  Thy  Heavenly  wonders  think : 

How  worlds  revolve  at  Thy  command, 
Oh,  into  nothing  then  I  shrink. 


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Vet,  when  I  view  Thy  love  and  care. 
And  think  of  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

Direct  my  feet  and  guide  me  there — 
Teach  me  to  know  that  Thou  art  God. 


HYMN  219. 

One  thing",  oh  God.  pray  let  me  learn. 

Thus  while  my  lamp  holds  out  to  burn. 
To  keep  Thy  precepts  and  Thy  laws, 

And  worship  Thee,   Thou  great    first 
cause. 

Before  the  cold  and  silent  grave 
Shall  bury  master  and  his  slave, 

And  all  be  levelled  to  the  Earth. 

That  land  that  gave  to  each  their  birth. 

Then  when  the  spark  of  life  is  fled. 

And  all  its  beating  pulse  are  dead  : 
If  I  have  trusted  in  the  Lord, 

Then  Heaven  will  be  my  great  reward, 

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Then  when  in  death's  cold,  icy  shade, 
Honor,  power,  and  fame  are  laid — 

And  every  creature's  place  is  given, 
Pray  let  me  come  to  Thee  in  Heaven. 


HYMN  220. 

Oh  !  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  Thy  love  and  good 
will, 
Should  prompt  human  nature  Thy  law  to 
fulfil : 
To  think  of  Thy  sufferings,  Thy  sorrow  and 
pain, 
How  can  we  deny  Thee  or  trespass  again  ? 

In  the  day  of  Salvation  now  let  us  prepare, 
And  place  ourselves  under  His  kindness 
and  care ; 

In  sweet  meditation  through  faith  I  can  see 
My  Saviour  in  glory  now  pleading  for  me. 

With  love  and  compassion,  saying,  "Father, 
forbear  J 


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Their  souls  I  have  ransomed,  I  pray  Thee 
to  spare ; 
Oh,  send  Thy  conviction  their  hearts  to  con- 
trol,— 

In  their  great  tribulation  remember  their 
souls." 

While  Satan  is  trying  our  peace  to  destroy, 
With  art  and  persuasion,  with  lies  to  decoy, 

Thy  love,  grace  and  mercy,  our  only  restraint. 
Look  down  from  bright  glory  and  hear  our 
complaint. 

From  the  regions  of  glory  wilt  Thou  conde- 
scend 
To  hear  our  petition,   our  God  and   our 
friend, 
To  guard   us   and  keep  us  with   mercy  and 
power, 
In  the  midst  of  affliction  to  solace  the  hour. 

In   the  mansions  of  glory  our  Saviour  doth 
dwell, 
Who  died  to  redeem  us  and  save  us  from 
hell; 


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May  His  grace  and  His  goodness,  His  mercv 
and  love, 
At  death  then  remove  us  to  regions  above : 

Where    myriads  of  Angels   and    Saints  do 
adore 
The   Father  of  Mercy  when   time    is   no 
more — 
A  shouting  Hosanna  to  the  Father  and  Son, 
Even  so  let  it  be — Hallelujah  !  Amen  ! 


HYMN  221.— Rev.  22d  Chap. 
The  Waters  and   Tree  of  Life. 

There  an  Angel  of  glory  appeared  to  his  view, 
And  showed  to  St.  John  the  waters  of  life, 

And  told  him  these  sayings  were  faithful  and 
true, 
The  reward  of  the  righteous  is  eternal  life. 

There  out  of  God's  throne  the  waters  proceed, 
In  the  midst  of  the  streets  a  tree  there  is 
found  : 


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Its  leaves  and  its  fruits  supply  all  their  need, 
A  cure  for  the  sick,  a  balm  for  a  wound. 

In  the  midst  of  that  city  God's  glory  doth 
shine. 
There  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  and  Angels  of 
light, 
How  oft  would  I  wish  those  glories  were  mine, 
The  Day-Star  has  risen  and  never  comes 
night. 

There  He  said  unto  John,  "Be  faithful  and 
true  ! 

Behold !  I  come  quickly,  and  blessed  is  he ; 
My  grace  is  sufficient  for  Gentile  or  Jew — 

To  all  true  believers  this  city  is  free." 

That  mansion  of  rest,  that  Heaven  above, 
Free  from  all  trouble,   from  sorrow  and 
care, 

Our  Saviour  to  see  in  His  glory  and  love, 
That  beautiful  tree  of  life  growing  there. 

He. that  is  righteous  must  be  righteous  still, 
And  he  that  is  filthy  will  filthy  remain  ; 


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Then  let  us  be  humble  and  try  to  fulfil, 

A  crown  of  bright  glory  we  all  shall  obtain. 

Behold  !  I  come  quickly,  and  bring  my  re- 
ward 
To  those  who  prove  faithful,  on  Jesus  de- 
pend : 

For  He  is  our  Saviour,  our  King  and  our 
Lord, 

Alpha  and  Omega,  beginning  and  end. 


HYMN  222.     On  Baptism. 

Baptism,  oh,  that  Sacred  rite, 

Bequeathed  to  us  by  Christ  above, 

What  joy  it  gives,  what  pure  delight, 
When  we  obey  in  faith  and  love. 

When  to  the  water's  side  we  go, 

With  hearts  sincere  and  motives  pure, 

What  streams  of  endless  pleasures  flow  # 
To  those  who  to  the  end  endure. 


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To  imitate  our  blessed  Lord, 

And  be  immersed  in   Jordan's  wave, 

Christ's  church  to  join  in  sweet  accord, 
With  hopes  of  life  beyond  the  grave. 

"Repent !  "  says  Christ,  "and  be  baptized, 
This  sacred  rite  I  freely  give ; 

Since  I  for  thee  was  sacrificed, 

Take  up  thy  Cross  through   faith  and 
live. 


HYMN  2-23. 

Oh  for  a  hope  in  Thee,  my  God, 
That  happy  frame  of  mind, 

To  walk  the  path  that  Moses  trod, 
Thy  endless  joys  to  find. 

Oh  for  a  hope  in  Christ,  Thy  Son, 
To  feel  my  sins  forgiven ; 

That  Tace  of  joy  and  glory  run, 
Then  dwell  with  Thee  in  Heaven. 


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Oh  for  a  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
Which  gold  or  wealth  can't  buy ; 

Pray  condescend  our  souls  to  save — 
Lord,  hear  our  feeble  cry. 

Oh  for  a  hope  to  reign  on  high, 
And  hear  those  harps  of  gold — 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  never  dry, 
Thy  glorious  face  behold. 


HYMN   224. 

Straight  is  the  path  that  leads  to  life, 
Annoyed  by  folly,  sin  and  strife ; 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
So  the  blessed  Gospel  saith. 

But  straight  and  narrow  is  the  way 
That  leads  to  life  and  endless  day  ; 

To  do  God's  will  and  travel  there, 
Be  that  my  aim  and  daily  prayer* 

And  when  I  pray  with  fervent  heart, 
Christ,  my  Saviour,  takes  my  part ; 


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Should  Satan  rage  and  Hell  unite, 

Our  God  will  save  His  heart's  delight. 

When  Christ  shall  come  to  judge  the  world, 
And  time  is  to  destruction  hurled ; 

Oh  God,  be  my  Eternal  friend, 

And  take  me  home  when  life  shall  end. 


HYMN  225. 

Father,  to  Thee  mine  eyes  I  raise, 
And  pray  for  Thy  forgiving  grace  : 

To  shout  and  sing  through  endless  days, 
In  joy  supreme  before  Thy  face. 

I  ask  these  favors,  God  of  Light, 
Through  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  may  I  ever  keep  in  sight 

The  death  and  sufferings  of  Thy  Son. 

No  worth  or  worthiness  in  me, 
No  claim  to  Thy  protecting  care ; 

Through  Jesus  Christ  I  hope  to  see 
Thy  gracious  face  and  glories  there, 


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To  see  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
And  bow  before  His  mercy-seat : 

In  glory  there  forever  reign, 

And  all  our  friends  and  kindred  meet. 


HYMN  226.     Acts,  Chap.  8. 
Philip  Baptizeth   the   Eunuch. 

"Here  is  water,"-te-the  Eunuch  cried, 
Then  stopped  his  chariot  wheels — 

And  then  descended  to  the  tide, 
What  inward  joys  he  feels. 

"If  ye  believe,"  then  Philip  cries, 
"With  all  thine  heart,  ye  may 

Now  in  the  water  be  baptized, 
Here  on  this  blessed  day." 

"I  do  believe,"  the  Ethiop  said, 
"Christ  is  the  Son  of  God ; 

I'll  bear  my  Cross — be  not  afraid 
To  sound  His  name  abroad." 


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Down  to  the  waters  they  did  go, 
This  humble  man  obeyed  ; 

Christ's  great  example  here  below, 
On  whom  his  heart  was  stayed. 

Now  justified  the  Eunuch  feels, 
While  Philip  disappeared  ; 

He  urges  on  his  chariot  wrheels, 
His  anxious  heart  was  cheered. 


HYMN  227. 

If  we  to  God  in  meekness  come, 

He  never  will  deny — 
But  take  us  to  that  Heavenly  home, 

Where  pleasures  never  die. 

To  take  us  to  His  blest  abode, 

His  great  Salvation  know  ; 
There  to  behold  our  Maker,  God, 

Where  joys  celestial  flow. 

To  view  the  Heavens  wTith  vast  delight, 
Bright  shining  as  the  Sun, 


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Secure  from  sin  and  endless  night, 
Our  race  to  glory  run. 

With  raptured  spirits  there  to  sing 
In  songs  of  sweeter  strains 

Before  our  Universal  King, 

And  view  those  gorgeous  plains. 


HYMN  228. 

Youth's  golden  hours  will  soon  be  gone, 
Should  life  but  lose  the  vital  spark, 

Their  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 
And  ever  leave  them  in  the  dark. 

Youth's  rosy  cheek  and  sparkling  eye 
Turns  pale  and  dim  at  every  hour ; 

We  mortals  bloom,  then  fade  and  die, 
God  governs  all  with  Sovereign  power. 

Youth,  like  the  Spring,  will  pass  away, 
And  all  its  beating  pulse  be  dead ; 

But  oh  !   that  last,  that  final  day 

Breaks  o'er  my  soul  with  solemn  dread, 


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Youth's  active  limbs  and  glittering-  joys. 
Would  almost  promise  things  divine  ; 

But  Time,  our  health,  our  strength  destroys. 
And  steals  away  this  life  of  mine. 


HYMN    '2-29. 

It  is  true  that  Salvation  is  offered  to-day, 
As  to  Predestination,  no  mortal  can  say  ; 

The  tenets  of  doctrines,  I  leave  them  behind. 
The  laws  of  my  Saviour  and  precepts  to  mind. 

All  one  in  Christ  Jesus,  who  walk  in  the  faith, 
Who  in  union  agree,  the  Evangelist  saith  ; 

Persuasions  in  Heaven  there  never  can  be, 
The  Saints  there  in  glory  in  union  agree. 

Let  no  wild  dissension  of  doctrine  pos- 

But  before  all  the  world  our  Saviour  confess  ; 

The  plan  of  Jehovah  is  loving  and  kind. 
The  system  was  formed  by  an  unerring  mind. 

All  names  and  persuasions  are  nothing  to  me, 
If  I  can  the  mansions  of  happiness  see  ; 


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To  dwell  with  my  Saviour  Eternity  round, 
And  sing  Hallelujah  on  that  happy  ground. 


HYMN   230. 

When  death  shall  end  our  journey  here, 

And  blast  the  comely  face, 
And  friends  shall  drop  the  parting  tear, 

Lord,  save  us  with  Thy  grace  ! 

When  we  shall  leave  this  Earth  below, 
And  quit  this  house  of  clay, 

May  we  to  God  in  glory  go, 
Through  one  Eternal  Day ! 

When  we  shall  quit  this  feeble  frame, 

Our  pulse  all  cease  to  beat, 
May  we  sing  praises  to  His  name, 

And  sit  at  Jesus's  feet ! 

When  all  our  sins  are  done  away, 

Our  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
To  sing  through  one  Eternal  Day, 

On  that  celestial  shore  ! 


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HYMN    831.      On  Prayer. 

Prayer,  the  Christian's  path  to  Heaven, 
The  path  our  loving  Saviour  trod  ; 

He  prayed  that  we  might  be  forgiven, 
And  dwell  before  that  holy  God. 

Prayer  drives  the  Tempter  far  away. 
It  bears  the  soul  in  trials  up  ; 

It  guards  from  sin  each  fleeting  day, 
And  soothes  to  us  each  bitter  cup. 

I  would  that  I  might  always  pray, 
And  tell  my  Saviour  all  my  grief; 

And  keep  the  straight  and  narrow  way ; 
Then  he  will  send  my  soul  relief. 

I  think  how  oft  our  Saviour  prayed, 

When  sins  of  millions  bore  him  down  ; 

II  Father  !  teach  them/'  there  he  said, 

11  To  pray  in  faith  to  gain  a  crown." 


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HYMN  232. 

Oh  God,  why  are  we  so  depraved, 
So  prone  to  folly,  sin  and  guilt  ? 

It's  through  Thy  Son  mankind  are  saved, 
For  on  the  Cross  His  blood  was  spilt. 

Why  are  our  feet  so  prone  to  stray, 
To  leave  the  paths  of  truth  and  light, 

To  walk  that  broad  and  sinful  way, 
Down  to  the  shades  of  endless  night  ? 

Down  to  the  regions  of  despair, 
Where  all  is  dark,  and  vapors  roll  ; 

No  hope  of  mercy  enters  there, 
To  save  the  dying,  sinking  soul. 

God  grant  that  this  may  never  be  ! 

Arrest  us  in  our  wild  career ; 
Direct  our  minds  and  will  to  Thee  ; 

Wilt  Thou  our  great  petition  hear  ? 


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HYMN  233. 
The    Preacher's    Desire. 

Oh,  Lord  !  if  I  am  called  to  preach, 
Thy  holy  doctrines  may  I  teach  ; 

Help  me  to  draw  the  lines  of  truth, 
To  age,  to  middle  age,  and  youth. 

Thy  great  commission  I  would  bear, 
Thy  Gospel  truths  in  faith  declare ; 

To  preach  Salvation  through  Thy  Son, 
Until  my  Gospel  work  is.  done. 

I  '11  take  my  counsel  from  Thy  Word. 

And  preach  of  my  ascended  Lord, 
And  while  1  live  on  Earth  to  preach, 

Let  me  Thy  Gospel  riches  teach. 

Oh,  Thou  Wise  and  Holy  God  ! 

Unfold  the  beauties  of  Thy  Word, 
Grant  me  that  wisdom  from  above, 

To  preach  a  dying  Saviour's  love. 


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To  preach  Salvation  through  the  Cross, 
And  count  my  sufferings  here  but  dross  ; 

To  pray  to  Christ,  the  sinner's  friend, 
To  take  me  at  my  journey's  end. 


HYMN   234. 

Love  is  the  boon  the  Lord  will  give, 
To  those  who  seek  His  gracious  face  ; 

Look  unto  Him,  repent  and  live, 

And  find  with  God  a  dwelling-place. 

Love  makes  the  heavenly* arches  ring 
With  praises  to  the  Son  of  God ; 

It  makes  the  Saints  and  Angels  sing, 
While  millions  spread  His  fame  abroad. 

Love  moved  our  Maker's  gracious  breast 
To  send  the  Prince  of  Glory  down, 

To  guide  us  to  His  joy  and  rest, 
Before  His  face  to  wear  a  crown. 


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Love  spreads  the  feast  of  Gospel  Grace, 
That  man  may  read  and  understand  ; 

It  guides  us  to  our  Saviour's  face, 

And  shows  the  path  to  His  right  hand. 


HYMN   235. 

Farewell,  vain  show  and  haughty  pride  ! 

The  soul  of  man  needs  something  more  ; 
Be  Thou,  oh,  God  !  my  help  and  guide  ; 

Direct  me  to  that  peaceful  shore. 

Show  me  the  path  Christ  Jesus  trod, 
His  footsteps  I  would  keep  in  sight  ; 

The  path  most  pleasing  to  my  God 
Shall  be  my  aim  and  chief  delight. 

Our  Maker,  God,  is  all  in  all  ; 

He  guards  our  souls  from  day  to  day  ; 
On  His  Almighty  Name  I  call, 

To  teach  my  sinful  heart  to  pray. 


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IIYMN   236. 
u  Come,  learn  of  me  !"  the  Saviour  said  ; 

11  My  yoke  is  easy,  my  burthen  light ; 
And  let  thy  heart  on  me  be  stayed ; 

My  great  examples  keep  in  sight. 

"  There  be  arrayed  in  blest  attire, 
And  all  thy  sins  will  be  forgiven  ; 

In  raptures  tune  that  golden  lyre, 
In  my  abode  in  yonder  Heaven. 

11  This  blessed  day,  come,  hear  my  call ! 

To-morrow's  sun  may  seal  thy  doom  J 
Here  rests  thy  great  Eternal  All, 

Thine  only  hope  beyond  the  tomb. 

"  My  counsel  unto  man  I  give, 

To  Adam's  race  while  here  below  ; 

Look  up  in  faith,  thy  soul  shall  live, 
When  free  from  Earth  to  glory  go." 


HYMN   237. 

Why  dost  thine  anger  move  so  slow, 
When  man  profanes  Thy  holy  name 


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Thine  arm  forbear  to  strike  the  blow  ? 
To-day  as  yesterday  the  same. 

Oh,  God  !  Thy  power  is  over  all, 
The  high,  the  haughty,  or  profane  ; 

Saying,  "  Unto  you,  oh  man  !  I  call  ! 
Why  will  ye  take  my  name  in  vain  ? 

"  I  often  called,  but  ye  refused, 
With  arms  extended  to  receive, 

Like  that  race,  the  wicked  Jews, 
Ye  seem  unwilling  to  believe." 

"  But,  oh  repent !"  God  says,  "  Repent ! 

Partake  while  there  is  room ; 
Believe  on  whom  the  Father  sent ; 

He  calls  on  you  to  come  !" 


HYMN   238. 

Oh,  what  a  glorious  theme  is  this, 
To  sing  our  Maker's  praise, 

And  walk  the  path  of  joy  and  bliss, 
To  think  upon  our  ways, 


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And  while  I  walk  life's  rugged  road, 

And  Satan's  malice  feel, 
I  '11  bend  my  course  for  God's  abode, 

With  strong  and  fervent  zeal. 

Eternal  Wisdom  !  guide  me  on 

To  that  celestial  shore  ; 
Grant  me  Thy  grace  to  lean  upon, 

Henceforth  and  evermore. 

Lord  !  can  it  be  Thy  holy  will 
That  I  should  see  Thy  face, 

To  sit  and  sing  on  Zion's  Hill, 
And  feast  upon  Thy  grace  ? 


HYMN  239. 

When  man  had  sinned  and  fell  from  grace, 
And  all  was  lost  in  dark  despair, 

The  Saviour  showed  His  gracious  face, 
And  offered  His  protecting  care. 

He  died,  the  Heavenly  Lover  dies, 
The  dreadful  debt  to  pay ; 


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He  made  thatwoful  sacrifice, 
With  biood  He  marked  the  way. 

From  Heaven  He  brought  salvation  down, 

Our  sin  and  g-uilt  He  bore  ; 
He  offers  man  a  richer  crown 

Than  ever  monarchs  wore. 

The  Jews  blasphemed  and  still  denied 

A  Saviour  being  born  ; 
The  Son  of  God  they  crucified, 

With  mockery  and  scorn. 


HYMN  240. 

Thus  while  with  awful  sense  I  view 
Those  slippery  paths  my  feet  have  trod, 

I  fain  would  bid  my  sins  adieu, 

And  cleave  to  Him,  the  living  God. 

And  worship  Christ,  the  great  Messiah, 
Who  was,  and  is,  and  is  to  come  ; 

Give  me  that  boon,  a  firm  desire, 
And  guide  this  weary  pilgrim  home. 


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Lord  !  guide  us  here  from  dark  despair, 
And  show  how  sin  destroys  our  peace. 

With  kind  compassion,  love  and  care, 
And  bid  the  tempter's  rage  to  cease. 

Direct  us  on  life's  rugged  road, 
And  wipe  away  each  bitter  tear; 

Show  us  the  path  to  thine  abode, 
And  softly  whisper  Thou  art  near. 


HYMN   241. 

May  I  from  sin,  oh  God  !  depart ! 

And  cleave  to  Christ  while  there  is  room  ! 
Lord,  purify  my  sinful  heart, 

By  meek  repentance  may  I  come. 

By  true  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
May  all  my  nobler  powers  agree 

To  try  to  meet  Thee  far  above, 
And  there  the  God  of  Jacob  see. 


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There  see  that  bright  celestial  throng, 
And  dwell  where  pleasures  never  die. 

And  sing  that  sweet  Mosaic  song, 
With  Saints  and  Angels  far  on  high. 

There  see  those  massive  gates  of  gold. 

The  songs  of  Zion  sweetly  sing, 
Such  joys  by  man  cannot  be  told, 

As  makes  God's  high  dominion  ring 


HYMN  242. 

Oh,  Jesus,  my  Saviour  !  on  whom  I  depend. 

Oh,  help  us  to  praise  Thee  till  life  has  un 
end  ; 
Be  pleased  then  to  take  us  to  glory  abovt. 

To  sing  Hallelujah  in  raptures  of  love. 

To  the  rejoins  of  joy  pray  let  me  ascend, 
To  see  my  Redeemer,  my  Saviour,  and 
friend  ; 
The  God  of  Compassion  and  Angels  of  light. 
Where  the  day-star  has  risen  and    never 
comes  night. 

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Ah,  why  should  I  wander,  a  stranger  to  God, 
When  my  pardon  was  purchased  by  Jesus's 
blood  ? 

The  Prince  of  Salvation,  who  died  to  retrieve 
The  loss  we  sustained  by  the  Deviland  Eve. 

In  the  midst  of  His  anguish,  when  nailed  to 
the  tree, 
In  that  dread  gloomy  Garden  of  Geth- 
semane, 
He  prayed  to    His   Father,  in  anguish  and 
love, 
To  view  us  in  mercy  and  take  us  above. 

The    death   of    a    Saviour   was    published 
around, 
In  the  land  of  Judea  where  sin  did  abound, 
The  news  of  the  Gospel  was  carried  afar, 
And  thousands  believed  on  the  Bethlehem 
star. 

The  Scriptures  were  given  in  wisdom  and 
truth, 
To  guide  us  to  glory,  both  aged  and  youth  \ 


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But  if  we  neglect  them  and  turn  a  deaf  ear. 
Despair  is  our  portion  I  awfully  fear. 


HYMN   243. 

There  is  a  God  in  yonder  skies, 

Who  is  infinite  in  power  ; 
A  being  Holy,  just  and  wise, 

Who  guards  us  every  hour. 

A  God  of  wisdom,  love  and  grace, 
Who  orders  all  things  right ; 

The  wise  will  see  His  Sacred  face, 
For  such  are  His  delight. 

In  the  third  Heavens  is  His  abode, 

That  Holy  land  of  peace  ; 
Oh,  could  we  climb  that  Heavenly  road, 

And  dwell  where  sorrows  cease. 

There  see  the  city  of  our  King, 
And  those  who  have  gone  before  : 

There  songs  and  anthems  sit  and  sing, 
Hencetorth  and  evermore. 


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HYMN   244. 

The  Son  of  God  from  glory  came, 
And  tasted  death  for  sinners  here  ; 

He  glorified  His  Father's  name, 
While  in  the  flesh  He  did  appear. 

He  by  the  wicked  Jews  was  slain, 
The  Gospel  pillars  there  He  laid  ; 

While  on  the  Cross  in  Gethsemane, 
For  sinners  here  He  kindly  prayed. 

^Father,  forgive  them  !''  there  He  prayed. 

When  they  nailed  Him  to  the  wood  ; 
'  Let  them  repent,  oh  God  !"  he  said  ; 

Yet  they  a-mocking  round  Him  stood. 


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Jsaltas,  or  Spiritual  &om 


PSALM   1. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  daily  tries 
To  know  and  do  His  Master's  will ; 

From  sin's  enchanting-  charms  he  flies, 
And  bends  his  course  for  Zion's  hill. 

He  bends  his  course  to  Heaven  above, 
And  holds  communion  with  the  Lord ; 

There  views  his  Saviour  dressed  in  love, 
And  reads  and  minds  His  Sacred  word. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  guards  His  feet, 
And  tries  to  walk  the  ways  of  truth  ; 

He  views  and  dreads  the  scoffer's  seat, 
And  warns  with  care  those  giddy  youths. 

He  fears  to  offend  that  righteous  God, 
And  tries  to  keep  His  great  commands  ; 


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He  travels  the  path  the  Saints  have  trod, 
And  views  by  faith  that  Holy  land. 

Grace,  love  and  mercy  have  prepared 
A  place  of  rest  for  all  the  Saints ; 

The  humble  and  contrite  will  be  spared, 
For  God  will  hear  their  sad  complaints. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  fears  to  swear, 
Or  take  God's  Sacred  name  in  vain  ; 

He  guards  his  tongue  and  lips  with  care, 
His  viler  passions  doth  restrain. 


PSALM  2. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  dares  to  say 
Christ  is  the  true,  the  living  way, 

And  daily  reads  His  Holy  Word, 
And  trusts  in  his  ascended  Lord. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  boldly  stands, 
And  views  by  faith  the  promised  land, 

And  owns  to  all  Christ's  dying  love, 
His  thoughts  aspire  to  Heaven  above. 


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PSALM   3. 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 

Of  sin  and  foul  deceit, 
And  pleads  the  riches  of  His  grace, 

And  bows  at  Jesus's  feet. 

Happy  the  man  who  fears  to  take 

God's  holy  name  in  vain  ; 
And  tries  while  here  his  peace  to  make, 

Eternal  life  to  gain. 


PSALM   4. 

Psalms — 119th  chap.:  71st  verse. 
It   is  good  for  me  that  I  have  been  afflicted, 

The  cup  of  affliction  we  fain  would  pass  by, 
From  sickness  and  sorrow  we  wish  to  be 
clear ; 

Yet  God  has  appointed  we  mortals  must  die- 
Before  His  tribunal  we  all  must  appear. 


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In  the  midst  of  affliction,  when  sorrow  and 
pain 
Sweep  like  a  deluge  o'er  body  and  mind : 
Then  trust  in  the  Saviour,  He  will  ever  sus- 
tain, 
He  is  full  of  compassion,  both  loving  and 
kind. 

The  hand  of  affliction  will  soften  the  mind, 
Teach  us  God's  statutes,  His  precepts,  His 
laws  ; 

It  shows  us  our  Maker  is  loving  and  kind, 
He  never  will  chasten  without  any  cause. 

Help  us  in  affliction  to  own  and  to  bless, 
And  to  cry — Abba,  Father,  the  power  is 
Thine ; 
Our  sins  and  transgressions  before  Thee  con- 
fess, 
Our  heart  and  our  will  to  strictly  resign. 


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PSALM  5. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  road, 
That  leads  to  sin  and  dark  despair ; 

He  searches  to  find  the  way  to  God, 
To  place  his  heart,  his  treasure  there* 

Happy  the  man  of  Adam's  race, 

Who  holds  communion  with  the  Lord  : 

Who  bows  before  His  Throne  of  grace, 
And  studies  the  riches  of  His  word. 

Blest  is  the  man  who  tries  to  keep 
*     A  conscience  void  of  all  offence ; 
Such  as  he  sows  he  is  sure  to  reap, 
With  joy  he  meets  his  recompense. 

Blest  is  the  man  who  sees  and  knows, 
Who  fears  to  walk  the  sinner's  ways  ; 

He  grows  in  grace  while  on  he  goes 
To  scenes  of  joy  and  brighter  days, 


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PSALM  6. 
Psalms  31,  Verse  3. 
Thou  art  my  Rock :    the  Psalmist  said, 

The  God  I  build  my  faith  upon  ; 
Oh,  feed  my  soul  with  living  bread, 
Help  me  to  gird  my  armor  on. 

Help  me  while  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  gird  my  loins  about  with  truth ; 

If  I  should  live  my  three  score  years, 
May  I  leave  warnings  to  the  youth. 


PSALM  7. 

Blest  is  the  man  who  reads  Thy  word, 
And  trys  to  profit  by  the  same  ; 

With  faith  and  love  to  serve  the  Lord, 
In  songs  of  praise  to  own  His  name. 

The  law  of  God  is  his  delight, 
He  meditates  both  night  and  day,; 

God's  holy  cause  he  keeps  in  sight, 
It  helps  to  speed  hirn  on  his  way. 


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PSALM   S. 


Why  do  the  heathen  rage  and  say, 
Their  imiige  is  the  living  God  ; 

Before  their  statutes  kneel  and  prav, 
Deny  the  truth,  God's  Holy  word. 

Lord,  send  Thy  heralds  far  and  wide, 
And  teacli  the  heathen  how  to  pray  ; 

To  those  who  have  the  truth  denied, 
Convince  them  all  Christ  is  the  way. 


PSALM  9. 

Why  do  we  mourn,  lament  and  weep, 
When  friends  so  dear  from  us  are  riven. 

And  hushed  in  death's  cold,  icy  sleep? 
Their  souls  have  tracked  their  way  to 
Heaven. 

Why  do  we  mourn,  in  tears  complain. 
Or  shrink  at  death's  cold,  icy  arm  ? 


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That  dreadful  cup,  Christ  drank  the  same, 
To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  harm. 

Why  do  we  weep,  or  thus  repine 

For  those  who  have  gone  to  scenes  of 

j°y? 

Ah  !  yes,  to  Heaven  so  pure,  divine, 
No  sorrows  can  their  peace  destroy. 

That  Heaven,  through  faith,  I  hope  to  see, 
In  joy  supreme  beyond  the  skies ; 

For  friends,  why  should  we  mourners  be, 
That  dwell  where  glory  never  dies  ? 


PSALM  10. 

Christ,  the  Head,  the  Corner-Stone, 
Our  Advocate,  our  Grand  High  Priest ; 

The  Great  Messiah,  the  Holy  One, 
That  spread  for  man  the  Gospel  feast, 

Christ  is  my  refuge  and  my  hope, 
The  Rock  I  build  my  faith  upon  ; 


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Who  bears  my  sinking  spirits  up, 
And  bids  me  gird  my  armor  on. 

He  pleads  our  cause  with  God  above, 
To  spare  us  in  the  world  to  come; 

He  kindly  calls  in  words  of  love, 

And  guides  the  ransomed  sinner  home. 

Thou  Rock  of  Ages,  King  of  Saints, 
Who  bore  the  Cross  that  we  might  live : 

Oh,  hear  our  cry,  our  sad  complaints, 
And  pardon  all—  oh,  God  !  forgive. 


PSALM  11. 

Remember,  Lord,  my  mortal  frame, 
Grant  me  a  hope  beyond  the  grave  ; 

May  1  adore  Thy  I  loly  name, 

Thine  is  the  power,  the  arm  to  save, 

Teach  me  Thy  laws,  to  watch  and  pray, 
Then  when  I  shall  from  earth  remove, 

When  death  shall  steal  my  life  away. 
I  ask  a  place  with  Thee  above. 


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When  Christ  shall  in  the  clouds  appear 
To  judge  the  world,  both  quick  and  dead, 

Oh,  God !  dispel  my  trembling  fear, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  living  bread. 

Since  Christ  in  anguish  died  lor  me, 
I  cannot  slight  or  set  at  naught ; 

He  has  paid  the  debt,  the  penalty, 
The  soul  of  man  has  dearly  bought. 

He  ransomed  all  for  Heaven  above, 
Where  myriads  shout  before  His  face, 

And  sing  free  grace,  redeeming  love,  • 
In  God's  abode  or  dwelling-place. 


PSALM  12.     Cor.  115c,  15v. 

Christ  died  for  all :  the  Scripture  saith, 
All  may  repent  and  turn  to  God ; 

Give  Him  their  heart  and  pray  in  faith 
For   grace,    through    Christ's   atoning- 
blood. 


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Christ  died  for  all  that  will  repent, 
The  race  of  man  He  did  retrieve  ; 

He  was,  by  God,  the  Father,  sent, 

That  He,  through  mercy,  could  relieve. 

Christ  died  for  all  the  human  race, 
The  Jew,  the  Gentile  and  the  Greek  ; 

His  love  to  man  and  saving  grace, 

His  death  ;md  sufferings  loudly  speak. 

How  can  we  slight  or  set  at  naught, 
When  Christ  would   claim   us   for  His 
own  ? 

Our  souls  from  sin  with  anguish  bought, 
And  paid  the  ransom  there  alone. 

He  left  the  Heavens,  His  Father's  throne, 
The  soul  of  man  lay  near  his  heart  : 

Came  dowTn  and  made  salvation  known, 
The  bread  of  life  He  did  impart. 


